Ignore you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea never to return. Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. ——"About to Enter the Wine" I originally wanted to be a commander in peace and undisturbed by disputes, but I forgot that in this world, I couldn't escape at my own discretion. Si Ming can control the fate of others, but cannot control his own. He seems to be free and easy, but he is always bound by shackles. Fate seems to be a joke, allowing him to meet that person again, although he has already forgotten him...