Maybe, the sixteen years of chasing is just for the chance encounter sixteen years later.
Perhaps, on that day of that year, the meeting between the scorching boy and the bright girl was stunning and the breeze was so sweet.
Perhaps, fate can change someone's fate.
Perhaps, this is often the beginning of the entanglement of love and hate in the world, and the beginning of the ups and downs. A piece of dust carrying the thoughts of an infatuated man and a woman rushes with the wind to meet in the depths of the mortal world.
Flying, lingering, entangled, and confused, but the wind rises and falls.
Dynasties are changing, and in the turbulent times, the mind-reading goddess will cover every inch of the dynasty with her soft gaze, peeking into the heart of intrigue, admiration, fanaticism, and forgetfulness.
Whether it is to accompany you all the way through life and death, or to wait for you all your life with tender love, or to fall in love at first sight and have a tragic fate, or to be romantic and sad all your life.
The golden years are renewed, and the iron horse and golden sword smile against the sky. The human world is chaotic, grudges gather, nightmares arise, and the wind and smoke are vast.