He waited alone in the pool of blood in the dark night, traveling through the years without light, only accompanied by bloodshed and killing;
He is a handsome and romantic prodigal who plans the world with a smile, but he only feels lonely when he reaches the top;
She witnessed the changes in a troubled world, full of bloodshed and intrigues;
In that era when there were killers in blood-red gowns and beautiful heroes emerged in large numbers, the pieced-together destiny showed constant encounters and partings, loss and regret.
He said: "I just want to stand by your side holding hands in front of the world. But no matter how hard I try, I can't do it."
Thousands of years of delusion, a lifetime of prayer...