[Pyrotechnics | Light tactics | Jianghu court | Year-end pull | Pure love | Contrast cuteness | Group portrait]
Feixing General Wei Ying, guarding northern Xinjiang with his father and brother, returned to Beijing in triumph.
For three long years, there was a young man waiting for something that no one knew about.
When we met again, he often went in and out of the Wei Mansion, behaved politely, treated others with a degree of advance and retreat, and showed the style of a noble family.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is cold, aloof and unsmiling, like the cold snow on distant mountains, keeping strangers away.
Only Wei Ying knew his gentleness, thoughtfulness, thoughtfulness, and liveliness.
Sister Wei, who is not familiar with the moon, regards him as the most trustworthy little follower.
Until rumors began to spread - saying that something good was about to happen to her
The young man who had always been restrained and self-possessed completely lost his composure.
He was drunk under the moon, his cheeks were burning hot, his eyes were red and full of tears, he looked at her pitifully, his drunken words were wrapped in uncontrollable paranoia and unwillingness: "If that person can do it, why can't I?"
Wei Ying was unable to understand the burning thoughts behind this sentence, but something deep in his heart burst out of the ground uncontrollably.
Everyone in the world thought that he was cold-tempered, dignified and distant.
No one knows that beneath this gentle exterior lies hot and sincere love, endless years of suffering, and secrets that cannot be revealed.
