The cold scholar shed his blood to protect the fire of civilization, and the war-god general calmed down the flooded souls and calmed the river. Three thousand years later, they met again at the construction site of a water conservancy project - this time, they wanted to build a dike that would never collapse.
This is a story about sacrifice and inheritance.
It's about how two people chosen by fate meet, know each other, fall in love, and finally make the destined sacrifice together.
About how a tampered river can be restored to its original appearance with the insistence of a group of people.
About how civilization is inherited in blood and fire, and how in the darkest moments, there are still people who are willing to hold up the torch.
Purpose: True civilization is not a holy book kept in a secret room or a merit written on a stone tablet.
But - there are people who are willing to give their lives for people they have never met.
Someone is willing to take over the torch of the deceased and continue to light the way forward.
And love is what makes it all possible... That just-right wind.