A hundred years ago, the immortals and demons overthrew, and the mountains were burned by war.
Ling Jin used his body to block the demon, his soul was on the verge of being broken, and his life hung on a thread.
In order to keep his soul alive, Shen Jiuchen went against the will of heaven and cast forbidden spells.
He erased all the hottest and most precious memories of the young man's life——
Only Ling Jin was sealed, and he was left alone for a hundred years to stay awake.
Everyone knows that sword cultivator Ling Jin died in battle.
Only Qingyun Shangzun sits alone on a lonely mountain, suffering from heartache every year, carrying the love and promises between two people for a hundred years.
The young man he raised with his own hands once chased him with enthusiasm, relied on him to protect him, and made a private promise to him for the rest of his life.
Once the skill falls, the past will disappear.
A hundred years later, the old friend returned and Cangwu met for the first time.
Ling Jin was a lonely man, cold and ruthless, and he no longer recognized the elder in white who protected him when he grew up.
He was wary of the whole world, but he was instinctively at ease with Shen Jiuchen, couldn't help but approach him, and fell in love with him again.
He didn't understand why this person could always accurately see through all his habits, preferences, and weaknesses;
I don't understand why the other person is gentle and restrained, but there is an indelible guilt and loneliness hidden in his eyes.
Shen Jiuchen kept the shocking secret, forbearing and restraining every step of the way.
A little closer, afraid of awakening his soul-shattering pain;
One minute's distance can't survive a hundred years of deep yearning.
He loved him, protected him, lied to him, and tolerated him.
Take a hundred years of loneliness as a prisoner, and take years of old heart and mouth ailments as a bond.
Everyone in the world knows that mountains and rivers are vast, but he alone knows——
His hundred-year loneliness, from beginning to end, was just waiting for Ling Jin to return after losing his memory.
Later, the seal broke and the former dust came back in a turbulent way.
Ling Jin stood in the blood-filled sky and finally remembered everything.
Remember the love you had when you were young, remember the private promises under the moon,
He even remembered that it was his older lover whom he trusted and relied on the most who had personally cut out half of his life.
"Shen Jiuchen, you saved my life, but you also lied to me for a hundred years."
"You asked me if I had any complaints - I complained that you never asked me if I was willing to share the suffering with you."
A hundred years apart, I forget about the mountains and the sea.
One person remembers the white head, and one person forgets the Spring and Autumn Period.
Fortunately, the storm finally settled, and the mountains and rivers turned upside down.
After experiencing debts and separations, I will always be with you for the rest of my life.
Purpose: The most precious right of love is to give the other person the qualification to choose their destiny and share their suffering.