"If time could only stop, and we could undo one parting forever..."
That was the song I wrote for you that year, at the foot of the mountain.
A large cluster of Spring and Autumn period tombs is discovered on Zitong Mountain in Z City, S Province. Chen Nan, from the archaeology department at a teachers' university in J City, S Province, is unexpectedly reassigned to join the excavation halfway through. There, Chen Nan meets Granny Ling, who can transmigrate, and learns that she is the guardian of a time tunnel...
Through repeated journeys, Chen Nan witnesses the tomb complex grow from nothing. But when the tombs are finally brought to light, the identity of their occupant becomes a truth Chen Nan cannot bring herself to accept...
"So, does history shape us, or do we shape history?"
"Tell me, does the blossoming of flowers bring spring, or does spring bring the flowers? Does falling leaves bring autumn, or does autumn bring the falling leaves?"
"We live in history, and history lives in our hearts."
"Chen Nan, some history is yours alone to cherish."
Time only seems to grow longer the more you wait...
A tear slid down, blurring the what-if before my eyes.
Heaven has its gods, earth its spirits. Bless our Qi state, and grant its fortune a long life.
"Whether some things are true or not is for history to decide."
So I would rather spend my whole life foolishly believing that, at least in that moment, you loved me.
