Overture
If the past is like smoke, I will paint you with graceful eyebrows again in the next three lives.
In the tomb, whoever rises and cuts with his sword will be buried in the grave.
Under the royal city, there was once a person who was full of spirit and youthful spirit. He met her on the way and saw her with picturesque features and beautiful face in white clothes, which filled the whole world.
There is a saying in the world that if a lover cultivates for three lifetimes and becomes a willow tree, its branches will spread side by side, and love will last forever. But how many people have died at the last step, and who can achieve the full destiny of three lives and envy three thousand Sumeru.
In the smoke and dust of the ancient road, a young man in green clothes walks slowly, with a little smoke and dust on his body. He is calm and graceful, saying that the young master is like jade, and he dares to show off his splendor to the world.
The young man stopped and looked not far away with his eyes shining brightly. Time stopped. For just a moment, it was a lifelong entanglement that he would never let go of. After three lives have passed and the soul has returned to the dark world, who can know whether the willows will continue to grow or not.
How many people in green and white clothes can be seen wandering around Qinhuai, enjoying the wind and moon...
Who can see that fate plays tricks on people and fate plays tricks on you?