The first night I traveled through time, I dreamed of him.
Wang Chenxi, a rich second-generation geological graduate student, became a pawn in Hulao Pass as soon as he opened his eyes.
When others fight, he knocks rocks; when others get promotions, he plants trees.
No one knows why this "madman" always runs to the river.
Only he himself knows——
He is looking for someone.
A person I saw in a dream.
A man on the opposite battlefield.
A man who spent thirty-seven years carving the word "King" all over the mountain wall waiting for him.
On the bank of the Yellow River in Guandu, someone carved "water" and "mountain" on the opposite side.
He planted three willows by Xiaoyaojin Lake, and there were three more willows on the opposite side.
On the stone wall of Qishan Mountain, he carved "King" and "Xi" on the opposite side.
Thirty-seven years.
He finally waited for the line:
"Wang Chenxi, I'll wait for you in Stone City."
But when he arrived, he found out——
He has to wait for more than just one person.
But we have guarded the mountains and rivers together for ninety years.
