Rain falls over Lincheng at night, and the wind gusts through the alley.
Clutching a red-lacquered wooden box hiding a secret, Shen Jilan is rescued from the downpour by Gu Xingzhi, the young marshal of the north. He protects her with his token, but beneath his cloak, she hears her own heart beating.
War, political intrigue, and misunderstandings drive them apart again and again. Only when the wind chimes at Wanghailou ring once more does Gu Xingzhi stand alone by the sea, entrusting the tide with a lifetime of restraint and love.
A token, an old lamp: from a rainy night to the shore, can they protect that small, undying “ember” in their hearts amid flashing blades and shadows?
