A season of cold posture and thin color, half a fence and a smiling fairy in the sunset. She is elegant and refined, like an orchid in an empty valley. She is indifferent to the world. For the love of the boss, she puts on a military uniform and rides on the battlefield. She only laughs at the floating clouds, but she does not know that she has already lost her way in love. . .
The wind blows and the sleeves of clothes are fluttering, and the quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. She is extremely intelligent, good at singing and dancing, and talented, but in order to take revenge, she almost becomes cruel, killing people invisible, and her love seems destined to be left blank. . .
She is lively and lovely, as pure as glass. In her world, a butterfly is like a phoenix. She once couldn't distinguish between admiration and liking, and missed love. When she understood the deep pain, she grew up and paid a heavy price, but she has no regrets and will never regret it. . .
He is far, far away, far away. It seems that everything starts from him, but he is more like an outsider. He can only watch other people's stories, but he is destined to miss it, and miss it non-stop. . .
He is like the sunshine in the afternoon, with a disdainful smile often hanging on the corner of his mouth. He looks optimistic and open-minded, but there are many pains hidden in his heart. He wants to love but dare not love. He wants to dominate the world, but no matter how priceless his country is, he is just a flower in the water. . .
He has a cold appearance, is indifferent to others, has peerless martial arts skills, and is an outstanding strategist, but he is willing to give up fighting for the world that should belong to him for a woman. Once they met in the forest, they will be unforgettable for the rest of their lives. . .