The fleeing saint of the Wuling tribe and the warrior of the Biandian tribe meet in the snowy sky, but they are different from each other.
"I must not be thinking of you, but of the love that fills the sky; it seems that what I am flowing is not blood, but your sea of hot tears."
This article was written based on my thoughts after listening to the song "Drama Song" by Yu Zihuan x Zhang Ziwei
Intention: Some encounters are for redemption