[The Immortal Protects the National Treasure] + [Spy Suspense and Sadomasochism] + [Tear-Jerking Feelings of Family and Country]
I have lived for a long time, long enough to send away an entire generation of people.
In 1944, Master gave me a secret letter and asked me to find "Raven". From then on, there were only two things left in my life: delivering letters and living.
I met her in the forest and snowy fields. She called me Meng Gourd, took bullets for me, and finally died in my arms. I thought she was the only warmth in my life until I was thirty-five years old and saw her photo in a foreign country.
In those years, I walked through the Gobi Desert, sneaked into Hong Kong, chased cultural relic dealers, and guarded Dunhuang murals. I have seen so many people die, but they all live on in my heart.
They say I am a living archive and a walking monument. But I just want to take a look at this new China for those who didn't wait until dawn.
Sixty years of persistence, just for that secret letter that could not be delivered.
