He didn't have you when he was a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses. He didn't have you when he was a young man who was happy in the world. The closest time to him in this life was when he was forced to a dead end by you.
They had met each other when they were young. He was a chivalrous and dashing man. He was a boy from a brothel. They met, but he did not remember him.
When they were young, they met again. He was the great hero who organized the Liao Dynasty, but he was just a deserter who was killed and abandoned his armor. Destiny made them meet again and he forgot him again.
Finally, he became the prime minister's son-in-law, and we could stand side by side with him. He was never in his eyes.
He couldn't stand that there was never any trace of himself in his life
He killed his brothers, destroyed his inheritance, and chased him for thousands of miles. He finally couldn't forget himself.
And he died