She, Yan Lan, is just a secular woman in this world. She just wants to be the best in the world and find a close person in the so-called short decades of life. She may write poems and books, or frighten the autumn wind with swords, or express love for the mountains and rivers, or retreat to the garden. Fate gave her a lot, but also made her give up a lot. In the end, the hardest thing to give up was responsibility and friendship.
After seeing all the fallen flowers turning into mud, he has seen through the cause and effect of right and wrong in the world. For thousands of years, Liu Xiangyi has boasted that his heart is like a bright mirror, and he is free and unrestrained in everything. But that year on Luoyun Mountain, under the pear tree, with the sky full of fallen flowers as her companion, and the sparkling lake as the stage, she danced in awe in front of the immortals, and he pointed out the most beautiful fallen flowers for her. When the flowers fell into mud, the person left, but the fragrance was still there. From then on, he waited persistently, knowing that the wait was far away.
He is conceited and romantic, but also unruly. Liu Xiangyi is the bright moon and breeze, and he is snow. Although the bright moon and breeze are eternal, it is a pity that they cannot be embraced. Although snow is easy to pass away, she can feel its presence and know that he has loved her. It doesn't matter if you work hard for the rest of your life to be her close friend!