From the seventh time and space to the fourth time and space, from innocence to strategy. He loves him but cannot get what he wants. He smiled up at the sky and moved forward slowly; the rain of blood splashed into his eyes, making his eyes red with jealousy. Until the end, he still held the handkerchief tightly in his hand. Finally, King Anlu was left alone; finally, he could hug He Cong tightly. Nie Jian, you were the one who said you would hold my hand and grow old together, but in the end, you still left me. Aren't you afraid that the poisonous oath will come true? Don't you know that I love you...