He had waited for him for seventy years. What was waiting for him was: "It's not you I love."
Jiang Linzhou was driven down the mountain by his master, with only half a jade pendant and a sword on his body. I picked up a child on the road. The child didn't cry or fuss, but just held the corner of his clothes.
Slaying monsters, investigating crimes, being hunted down - he took the child all the way west, and met a monk in white on the way. The man was taciturn, always pinching his hands, and looked at him as if he were looking at someone who had been dead for a long time.
Jiang Linzhou didn't know that he had forgotten a very painful memory.
And the monk in white has been waiting for him for seventy years.
Hard-spoken but soft-hearted × Tolerance and restrained attack | Drama | Mild abuse | HE
Intention: Be yourself
