Knocking on the Door of Immortality on a Snowy Night

Aloof, ascetic Sword Master gong × sincere, clingy young shou

A reckless little beggar showed up at Cold Abyss Peak, sealed off from the world for a hundred years.

Rong Ji: I don't take disciples, and I don't save people.

Lu Zhao: I can warm your bed, brew tea, practice swordsmanship, and keep you warm, Immortal Master!

The Sword Master was afflicted with a deadly cold poison, his heart and soul encased in ice, but the boy's relentless attentions gradually made him fall.

On a snowy night, as he coughed blood, the boy threw himself into his arms and held him tight. “I'll keep you warm!”

As they practiced swordsmanship beneath the moon, the boy's eyes sparkled. “Immortal Master, you're so handsome!”

From solitary aloofness to tender indulgence, from knocking at the door to beg for a chance to live to never leaving each other, even in death.

At last, the cool and distant Sword Master broke his vows for one person, and the boy's burning heart melted ten thousand years of ice and snow.

This time, snow falls over eternal life, and their love is bound for a lifetime.