Mo Anning once thought that the world was like an angry horse in bright clothes, with a confidant by his side, and there would always be endless drinks and endless laughter.
She loves to make trouble, loves to laugh, and loves to drag everyone who is boring into her excitement.
Until that heavy snowfall, the master pointed the sword at her heart with his own hands, and his voice was as gentle as before: "An Ning, this is the last lesson I teach you - betrayal."
Her best friend sank a river for her, her opponent burned a village for her, and even the ruthless young master of the Demon Cult just wanted to lay a dewy flower in front of her grave.
When we met again ten years later, she was already the Imperial Master of the new dynasty. She was neither sad nor happy. She was sitting on a high chariot, looking down at the enemies and old friends kneeling on the ground.
They finally lived like she did back then, loving to talk and laugh, trying to cover up their despair with noise.
But she just lowered her eyes and said softly: "Shh - don't make any noise, it's time to wake up from my dream."
Concept: Growth is a required course for everyone. It may happen overnight or in a few years. When the end of the story is reached, we look back and find that we are all completely different from our previous selves.