When they first met, he was dressed in fine clothes and rode proudly, his spirit soaring. He shone so brightly.
When they met again, his hair had turned silver, and he was cold and peerlessly beautiful, dressed in white like an immortal. He looked so sorrowful.
In the end, his lips curved in a smile as his bloodstained years came to a close...
See the life of Li Chen, and the heart-wrenching sorrow it holds!
Sister, I'm here to support you.