When we met that year, under the peach blossoms floating in the sky, he was dressed in white, and he became an unforgettable memory of her in her midnight dreams.
Three years later, she pierced his chest with a sword, cutting off the love that should not have arisen between the two of them when they were on opposite sides.
When we meet again, who owes whom, who hurts whom, it has long been difficult to tell in this bustling world...
She asked, "Xuan Cang, I'm back, do you still want me?"...
When the dust settles, is there still someone waiting for you in the depths of time, no matter how gentle you are?