Can we wait until a thousand years later?
Preface
Lan Cailong, a modern public relations elite who lives with a mask every day; Jiang Suibo, a Southern Song Dynasty scholar who has just experienced the pain of losing his wife.
Spanning thousands of years of time and space, two lives that have no intersection.
It is not a love that travels through time and space, but a journey of two ordinary people finding themselves.
Of course, as I have always believed, there is a kind of true love that lasts until death, even if it takes a thousand years.
God's will is always too high to be asked, not as good as the breeze and the bright moon.
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