Shen Qingya never believed that someone would be nice to another person without any reason.
The winter in the capital was very cold. He relied on money to get into the academy, relied on his face to win over everyone, and relied on calculations to guard against everyone. The only thing he didn't expect was that Xie Yun'an, who wanted to drive him out of the capital at first sight, would spend all his wealth to fish for someone else when he was behind bars.
Xie Yun'an himself couldn't explain clearly. He should obviously hate that foreign face, but when Shen Qingya sang a lullaby in a foreign native language in prison, something collapsed in his heart that was bigger than the wounds in his childhood.
One couldn't believe it, and the other didn't dare to say it. Shen Qingya disguised all the closeness as "repaying kindness", and Xie Yunan disguised all the throbbing as "justice". They passed each other again and again amidst the hidden arrows in the court and the wind and sand at the border, until Shen Qingya finally turned over the table——
"I, Shen Qingya, have been plotting for half my life, but I don't understand you. If you still think this is repaying a favor, then I will give you my life back now, and you can continue to hide."
It turns out that the farthest distance in the world is not the war between the two countries, nor the thousands of miles of mountains, but the fact that you are clearly standing in front of me, but I thought all you wanted was gratitude.
- Fortunately, we all have a second chance.
Intention: two-way redemption, emotional pull
