That day, on the top of Cangshan Mountain, the cold wind howled and white snow flew.
They stood facing the wind, looking side by side at the vast world below them. Her voice was as vague and silent as coming from outside.
"Five years. I will only help you for five years to repay you for the kindness of sacrificing your life to save me. After five years, we will be separated from each other and we will have nothing to do with each other in this life..."
The words that seemed like a promise and an agreement echoed for a long time in this vast world.
The situation is changing, the waves are rising
Heroes in troubled times, beauties of mountains and rivers, who can compete with them?
The sound of horse hooves and the shadow of swords. Blood stains flowers red, who pities rouge tears?
Who is the one who changes the rain and clouds? Who is the last master?
The promise of the bright moon, the struggle of the world.
Drunkly watching the floating world thousands of times, flowers bloom and fall.
When you wake up from the dream in Cangshan, where will you go?
Let's look at the intricate sorrow and joy of love, hate, and the endless entanglement of gratitude and resentment...