In their previous life, war fires raged and silk trees bloomed. The promise that you would surely return was ultimately trampled beneath the iron hooves of the An-Shi Rebellion.
Li Zhiyao fought his way out of fallen Chang'an and returned to the village where Rong Niang lived, only to find ruined walls and, beneath the silk tree, his wife's embroidered shoe.
In this life, at the Lantern Festival, trees of fire and silver blossoms dazzled the night. Their promise to hold hands and grow old together was placed inside a lantern and joined the river of celebration.
Amid the crowd, Su Wenjin held Yuan Xuanying's hand tightly, afraid she might get separated from her.
"Do you think we knew each other in our last life, and that's why we're so close in this one?" Xuanying asked.
"Don't be silly. Once you drink Granny Meng's soup, who remembers a past life? We're so close because I met you, and you met me," Su Wenjin replied.
The past fell from the high terrace, breaking into this life, into the myriad lights of home.
Theme: Better to be a dog in an age of peace than a person in a time of chaos.
