Zhang Lixian died, died on Nantianmen, died under his own gun, died in the collapse of his faith in Master Yu. Meng Fangnai and Xiaozui still couldn't be together. Their admiration for each other could not lead to a long stay together. In the troubled times, they have no right to ask for more. The story behind cannot continue. It is good, but it is also regrettable. The cannon fodder is not a number. They are living lives, people who have lived so vividly and brilliantly.
Intent: Just a fanfic, just a fanfic