When he was twelve years old, Xu Ziyu picked up a boy from the wolf pack, taught him how to read and named him, and the two stayed together.
The young man made him a promise - to follow him all his life and never abandon him.
But the person who made the promise eventually left an uneven scar in Xu Ziyu's heart.
Eight years later, they met again outside Tuoshui Pass. Xu Ziyu drew his bow and shot down the helmet of He Louzhao, the king of Eastern Chu, but what was revealed was a familiar face.
Xu Ziyu has seen this face countless times in his dreams - in the morning mist of the Qichun Mountain, under the beacon fire at the Dali Border Pass, in the spring breeze of the oath under the tree, but this man named He Louzhao can't remember anything!
The flames of war burned the mountains and rivers, and the motherland was overturned. The arrow from Guisihai Cliff pierced Xu Ziyu's leg and his heart! Everything he had sworn to protect was in vain.
And all of this is thanks to He Louzhao.
Xu Ziyu hated him.
From the first time he saw Xu Ziyu outside the Tuoshui Pass, He Louzhao wanted to lock the great general of Dali in the Yinchun Courtyard - Lunchun. He wanted to keep the spring scenery for a few days, and wanted to trap the king's heart within a few days.
He Louzhao thought that maybe he loved Xu Ziyu.
Begonias filled the corridor, and the white wolf was always by his side. What he didn't know was that one of him and Xu Ziyu had remembered their past, while the other had forgotten everything.
It is clear that the young confidants who used to stay together in the mountains have been separated for eight years, and there are still irreparable scars of war between them.
When the broken memories bloom and wake up like begonias, will the old friends and alliances still exist? How should we repay that parting that year?
Intention: This is how old friends and old alliances should be
