Some marks only belong to that era. Ten miles away from home, there are many things to meet. The illusion of calm under the turbulence, the undercurrent of corrosion is tearing apart the disguise of peace inch by inch. In the wanton years, the different trajectories of the four people finally intersected because of you. Jin Yang, if he were a man, he might be able to shoulder his parents' wishes. Si Jin's time is fleeting, and he and his four sons return to that bizarre era.