"If you still remember me ten years later, you can take this thing and open the bronze door. You may still see me inside and come to replace me."
Ten years ago, on the Changbai Snow Peak, the wind was howling, and you handed me the Ghost Seal, and your oath was still floating in my ears. Three days later, I came down the mountain. I looked back and took in the snow-capped peaks in front of me. I seemed to see that person's calm dark eyes again, and I was surrounded by helplessness in my heart. I couldn't help but clenched my fists. I was too weak to protect the people I cherished. Wait for me, Zhang Qiling. I will definitely break that damn fate with you.
The mystery is gradually revealed. Who is the invisible "it"? Brother. . . . . . Without Zhang Qiling, can I still trust you?
Intention: The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.