His name is Qingshan and her name is Shuangshuang.
The first time she saw him, he was in a state of disarray, suffering serious gunshot wounds, and fell at her feet.
He is domineering and cold: From now on, you will no longer be allowed to worry about the country and the people. You can care about no one but me. There was an undeniable toughness in his tone.
She calls him uncle, but he always refuses to admit it with a grimace on his face. One thing he often says is - I'm only in my thirties.
He always felt cold, and it was extremely cold at high places. Standing in his position and overlooking Nanping, he felt indescribably desolate and lonely.
She was betrayed by her best friend and left scarred. She was abandoned by the man she loved and was exhausted.
She has been ignored, cherished, hurt, and pampered. It has been full of twists and turns and experienced hardships.
She saved her once, and he protected her for life.
Smoke rises everywhere, and the war burns the capital. In these troubled times, where should they go?