Song Chengyun always felt that Qin Yu was trying his best to hide something, but every time he looked at Qin Yu's smiling eyes, he always felt that it was not the case.
Later, when he went to the Xuzhou City Tower, he saw the Xiliang army approaching the city. The young man was wearing golden armor and looked high-spirited, but he couldn't understand it either.
Some people subvert mountains and seas, but they just want to win someone's favor.
Some people are willing to be mediocre, just because they want to talk to someone.
"What about you?" He heard Qin Yu ask.
"Maybe I just want you," he thought to himself.
Between wind, rain and darkness, the pitch changes.
Intention: The love that lasted for thousands of years at a glance in youth and the returning guest after thousands of sails have passed.