In the wild land, the sun and the moon rotate, and the hooves of migrating tribes trample the setting sun. She came out of the fog, carrying an unknown past, and struggled to survive in the era of slash-and-burn farming. The suspicion of the tribe, the invasion of foreign tribes, and the pull of fate made her walk alone in the darkness, but unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes that concealed the stars and melancholy. Is it a bond of mutual redemption or a destined entanglement? Under the fireworks of sacrifices, the wind and frost of hunting, and ancient totems, love grows in the desolation, but is entangled by the thorns of reality. She wants to find a glimmer of hope in the wilderness, and she also wants to protect the warmth in her heart in the ups and downs. However, the road ahead is long. As the moon rises and the moon sets, the love that spans tribes and time will eventually write a romantic and melancholy chapter on the wilderness.
