[Historical Romance, Two Male Leads]
Once, he emerged from a sea of blood, vowing to avenge his country and family.
Later, he returned to that sea of blood, having achieved his goal, yet feeling hollow inside.
If he could drink dew at dawn and wine at dusk, would that not be a world of his own?
If his beloved stayed by his side, why would he still reach for the clouds?
Between heaven and earth, life passes in the blink of an eye.
Only when the person he cherished most finally left did he realize that there had never been wind or sunshine at all. It had all just been an excuse.
