My name is Xie Jizhao. When I was ten years old, I almost died in a pile of corpses and was picked up by a weirdo named Wen Qian.
He is very good-looking and has superb medical skills, but he has an outrageous fate.
The destined "bearer".
And I happen to be the "broom star" recognized by people from all over the country.
The two of us came together, and it was like bad luck opening the door for bad luck - bad luck to the extreme.
I relied on him, thinking that by "making positives out of negatives", we would be able to tear apart God's broken script.
Until I discovered that every bit of warmth he saved me, every sword move he taught me, and every look he looked at me...
They are all written down in the ledger of my life, quietly marked with a sky-high price.
It turns out that he is not my salvation.
He is the most luxurious debt in my life.
We escaped so much.
But he could not escape destiny.
Wen Qian, look.
After all, no one of us can save anyone.
But it's not a total loss.
This is a huge gamble with my life, I bet everything, and you give everything away.
Drenching and happy, the two don't owe each other.
Intention: When "ominous" becomes the armor that protects you, when "close" becomes the poison that kills you. In doomed tragedy, love is the only resistance.