White-haired fisherman and woodcutter, Laoyue Qingshan, I am willing to possess dead things for you, be held in your hands countless times, fight bloody battles with you, call out, and not hesitate to be broken into pieces. I am willing to plant a thousand cherry trees for you until the hundredth time. When the flowers bloom, I will be with you under the tree with a pot of wine, and I will never wake up after drinking. Unfortunately, you and I are the same after all. The hearts of people who doubt each other have intersected countless times but are separated in an instant. After all, I am not yours...