Your hands finally passed through my hair, and from then on my world fell into a loveless era. The light in the pupils sways faintly, and my love is also extinguished. With your last breath, it is sealed in dust in the swamp of time, sinks, and is swallowed up.
This is the story of an arrogant little beauty who meets a powerful cold officer.
After an unfamiliar encounter, the two people, who carry the same pride that cannot be humiliated, develop a love of heroes and cherish their talents, or do they form a grudge?
Is it her intelligence and cunning that is better, or is it his strength that guarantees victory?
When the tide of fate pushes two people into unpredictable dangers, should they let go or wait endlessly? If our agreement is to give up each other, do I have the courage to stick to it alone?
Damn it, I'm incompetent in writing copy. Anyway, I just weaved a girl's dream of military love~~~~~