On a snowy night, she fell on the long street and was rescued by Xie Yunci who was passing by. He didn't ask about her origins and named her "Ciwei" - bidding farewell to the old years and shining brightly from now on. Later, she left without saying goodbye, and when they met again, he was the young minister of Dali Temple, and she had established a foothold on the other side of the world. He blocked the open and hidden arrows in the court for her, and she accompanied him through the night market lights in the south of the Yangtze River. He thought she could turn back, but the road in her heart was paved to the other end from that snowy night. This is a story about "too late" - late regret, late awakening, late love. When she finally understood, it was too late. And he waited for the snow where they first met for a lifetime.
Intention: The most painful thing in the world is the memory of being alive forever.