A long time ago, there was a young man who was determined to become a general and rode a plump white horse.
Once again, a long time ago there was a young man who lived in a tall white tower and led a fluffy white dog.
The boy who has not yet grown up crushes his childishness step by step, and the child who grows up in advance crushes the shackles of being restrained time and time again. Are the legends of the Northern Territory true or false? How much blood was used to water this fertile soil?
What he wanted after all, the shadow hidden in his body, was not just his own body, but his own life. Greedy desire has gradually forced the boy and the child. The cursed boy pushed his parents, brother, and even the people he cared about most into the abyss step by step, so that he had to jump off.
"Xiao Nian, I can now fulfill my original promise. I will take you away from this place full of dirty flesh and blood."
The child in white clothes finally smiled. His dark blue eyes were like that of the white wolf, but his figure was all in them. "Sometimes what you adults say is really ridiculous."
In the age of war, everyone's life is as fragile as foam in the sea. The two are each stubborn and fragile as human beings. They are burdened with their own irredeemable sins, resist and struggle, and finally succumb.