In the year 897 of the Shenghui calendar, the empire implemented "exchanging grain for silk".
Clerk Leon was ordered to go south to investigate. On that land shrouded in black frost, he met a person he should have hated——
Cornelius, the son of the prime minister, had purple eyes and black hair, and was as pale as if he had never seen the sun. He stood under the moonlight and said: "It is much harder to live than to be brave."
Leon thought they were enemies. But when the mine collapsed, it was that hand that held him in the darkness; when the letter crow was intercepted, it was the letter that was delivered to where it was supposed to go.
"Leon, if one day you had to choose between me and something you believe in, what would you choose?"
He didn't answer.
Later, Cornelius left him the silver ring that had never left his body and walked into the dark night from which he could never come back.
Wheat has roots. If your roots are there, you can live.
But his roots are forever buried under the ruins.
