Your Highness, Please Give Way.

That year, on the cliff where the cold wind was biting, a young man dressed in white and red stood with a sword in his hand, "What I regret most in my life is meeting you." The young man turned around and jumped down, leaving him awake with nightmares every day and unable to sleep at night. "I beg you to come back! Please live well, no matter what!" He looked for it day and night, just hoping that that figure was still alive somewhere, as long as he was alive. Three years later, that man put on Xuan Yi and walked through the air, but his eyes could no longer see where he was. "His Royal Highness Chen, get out of the way!" How could he let the boy he had been looking for for three years? "You feel you love me after you die? Then I really should have died a long time ago." The young man sneered. Intention: I hope that when I love you, you will love me too.