He guarded her, deceived her, and used her, but he lost his sincerity. Originally from Nanli, he was like a osmanthus tree growing on Mount Tai. It was as high as ten thousand ren and as deep as it was below. I think I am calm, self-possessed, and knowledgeable about the world, but unexpectedly I have never seen my own heart clearly. She understood him, forced him, and watched him, but never remembered him. She was originally a citizen of the Northern Wilderness, but she could share people's memories. I thought I had been wandering around for half my life looking for my own memories, but it turned out that from beginning to end I was just looking for that one person. The scenery in Nanli remains the same, only memories are wandering around. I've been waiting for you for four autumns and winters, but you didn't keep your promise and you never came back...