To the east of Kunlun, is there fusang? The love of Fusang is brilliant in the sky.
I have no intention, but I have feelings. My love is so long that I call it Ruomu.
The sunset was beautiful, but it was almost dusk. Who can bear the calamity, who will save the heart.
A predetermined conspiracy, a forbidden love;
Who is too deeply involved in the drama and unable to extricate himself; who is secretly in love without knowing it;
The confrontation of fate and the war hymn of the times, how should she choose?
Is it to stick to it or to betray it?
Muyan - My life does not belong to me. My life exists for darkness, just like the sky is filled with rays of light at dusk, but it has already set, just like the red sun rising and falling in Ruomu.
Maybe, I deceived you, but I never deceived my heart; maybe, I betrayed you, but I never betrayed my feelings.
Mu Heng - I have never been able to see you clearly, but I can't see myself clearly.
Until now, I finally found a way to face you. It turns out that there is a kind of love in this world called decline. From now on, I will carry with me the breath you left behind, "Speak lightly about life, talk about the world lightly", chasing the Ruomu tree where you once disappeared.