Qingshu: A handsome man in ancient costume who doesn't know where he came from or where he's going. He's all alone, hot on the outside and cold on the inside.
Yunxiang: A mysterious old man in ancient costume who is proficient in various runes and spells. He looks like a little boy, but in fact... He is a beautiful old man in ancient costume.
Destiny is like a vine, silently entangling them. He is the only figure who can stand side by side in his long lonely journey; he is the variable that unexpectedly breaks in during his endless years.
However, the vines of fate are full of venom, and the intertwining fate of the two is not an accident, but a carefully planned conspiracy.
Along the way, his hands were stained with the blood of his own people. And when the truth was revealed, he discovered that he was never an ignorant victim, but the controller holding a compass.
He looked at his bloody hands and said softly, "You should have guessed it earlier, and I... Should have known it earlier."
In the morning light of the aftermath of the disaster, the winding branches were weathered, revealing the true body underneath - the carefully constructed characters, the fate they carried, and the blood stained them all fell off in the ashes of the vines.
They stood there and for the first time saw clearly each other's original appearance without any narrative.
It turns out that after the break, not everything was lost. The remaining warmth was the heart beating together when they were side by side in their true bodies.
Purpose: Support each other