There is no sharp conflict, just a calm style of writing that tells a story like the wind, a story that entangles and pulls the heart.
As time went by, my thoughts drifted far and wide, and when I stayed in that dynasty called Tianyuan, I happened to meet someone who didn't know whether it was fate or calamity.
Every man who walked by had their names chanted in my life with their blood and willpower. Let my lonely and monotonous life be filled with memories until death.
I don't want to go to sleep because I'm afraid that the memories will be forgotten before I can remember them, and my life will be far away before I can stop them...