What Shen Heng fears most in his life is following his mother's path. On the eve of her wedding, she climbed over the wall and ran away, but she ran into Princess Anyang who was being hunted. After rescuing the princess, he was granted the title of county lord, and was granted a marriage to the Cui family's Twelve Lang, a taciturn man who came back from the border. There is no childhood sweetheart, no love at first sight. They are like two old clothes hanging separately under the eaves, blown to the same place by the same gust of wind. She doesn't hate this marriage, she just doesn't want to call this place her home; he doesn't hate her, but he just doesn't know how to get close. As the days passed, she placed snacks on the corner of the table in his study while he repaired the cracks in her shakuhachi; she became pregnant, gave birth to a child, opened a shop, and wrote music. From Chang'an to Bianzhou and then to Chang'an, he always sat next to her, neither talking nor leaving. There were no stormy waves, but the wind slowly blew, the snow slowly fell, and people slowly came back and stopped leaving.
