It rained at night in Gusu in late spring. Meng Yanyan picked up a down-and-out young man huddled under the eaves at the entrance of an alley—his name was Jiang Jin, the river of rivers and the ashes of ashes. A genius scholar who is carefree and casual, and a stubborn young man who is reborn from the ashes. Starting from a bowl of Yangchun noodles, they stand side by side in the court and become each other's only anchor.
