It was snowing a little cold at the beginning of that year. When she was young, she once said that when she grew up, she wanted to plant a jiged with her husband in the back mountain. He would just herd sheep, work at sunrise and rest at sundown. When he returned, he would take a handful of Elaeagnus from his robe and give it to her, and that would be enough. The proton from the Su Kingdom who was ten years older than her chuckled, "How will I be with you when you grow up?" Years later, the world had changed, and it was deeply painful to think about it again. Looking at her retreating back, he sighed with a tearful smile, "Mrs. Wei, the Jigurd of Beishan has finished its fruiting, and... I can shepherd..." Even if a moth flies into the flame, he can still see the world he has never seen through the light and shadow at the moment of disillusionment. When will the idiot wake up from his dream?