In the green mountains, a man in green clothes holds a tear-shaped jade in his hand, with an infinitely sad expression.
This is a jade with a curse - "Those who hold this jade may fall in love but not be able to love each other, or they may be destined but not separated, or they may be separated in life or death... Only broken jade can resolve it!"
This strange jade has wandered around in the hands of countless mortals, bringing with it stories of joys and sorrows.
All sadness begins with this strange jade, and all sadness ends with this strange jade...