Seven years ago, Chen Jiang was a high-spirited general and Lin Zhao was a hostage of an enemy country. In a life-and-death confrontation in a heavy rain, Chen Jiang was supposed to be the moment to kill his enemy, but instead he blocked Lin Zhao's fatal blow.
The hatred of family and country is like a gangrene attached to the bones, and seven years of forbearance is like an undercurrent. What he rescued was the son of his enemy and the tiger and wolf he kept beside him; what he carried was the expectations of his family and the heartbeat that he dared not express.
When the swords finally face each other, when love and position collide, they realize: Since the rain seven years ago, fate has already written the ending - either you die or I die, only love can move, and they will not stop fighting.
