The ancient book she got by chance made her wander alone in the long river of history.
In that life, she called him husband, and he sacrificed his life to save her. In the end, all she got was a guqin. She said, "Don't worry about me anymore. I promise you to wander around the world."
In that life, she called him Young Master, and he silently guarded her. In the end, all she got was a piece of music score, one sentence, "When my string breaks and the sound collapses, I promise you blue hair and gray hair."
In that life, she called him General, but he tried her best to keep her, but in the end she got nothing more than a branch of winter plum. She said, "I'll be in the army for half my life, and I promise you to talk about mulberry and hemp together."
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Seven different time and space, seven different but amazing men, seven broken-hearted promises, a mission involving past and present lives, where should we go?
Known ending, unknown expectations, who will be swept up by the wheel of fate? How can she rise and fall in the vast sea of people?
The author of this article is in the late stage of lazy cancer and has a huge hole that will definitely be filled, but the time to fill it is uncertain.
So enter with caution!