When he was fourteen years old, Shen Yanzhi met Xie Linyuan at Xiamaqiao outside the imperial city.
One is a general who has just returned to Beijing from the north with a windy air, and the other is a son of an aristocratic family who was raised in the Taifu's house and has a bookish temperament mixed with stubbornness. In the sweet smell of sugar cakes, under the laurel trees in the Yue Yuanyuan, they made an appointment to ride horses from the north and see the brightest stars.
The moonlight at that time was warm, and the promise was light. I thought that life would be like the map on the desk, able to unfold according to the young man's will.
Until the day of frost, the chains of the imperial army were tied around the neck, the Shen family was wronged, and the Xie family was framed. Outside the iron bars of Tianyao, Xie Linyuan's smile with torture injuries has not yet faded; in front of Xie's house, Shen Yanzhi broke the Tongxin Pendant with his own hands and threw the tiger talisman, each word like a knife.
He acted out a breakup drama, faked his death and escaped, hiding in the market, just to gather enough strength to overturn the turbulent waves; he guarded the broken jade pendant, pretended to be sick in bed, and allowed others to monitor him, but when he discovered the empty tomb, his eyes burned with eternal fire.
When the door of Buzhuang was pushed open, pine smoke and ink mixed with the cold fragrance of cedar came in. Xie Linyuan held the mended jade pendant and stared at the "strange" Buzhuang boss in front of him. He was obviously smiling, but his voice was icy: Mr. Shen, long time no see.
Since you don't have me in your future plans, then I will punish you and punish you to stay in this world for the rest of your life, guarding all the memories and everything I left behind - only without me.
Intention: Tolerant love and sacrifice, misunderstanding and redemption