In the ninth year of Yonghe, there has been no rainfall for two consecutive years, the land has dried up, human beings have no way to survive, and all life on the ground has been devastated for a while.
Half a year later, there was a heavy rain in the world. It rained for three days and three nights. It was rumored that the gods in the sky were crying, and the tears turned into rain and fell.
Maybe I don't matter at all in your heart, and it has always been my wishful thinking. Whatever, I give you the dragon scales, and you and I will never see each other again.
Purpose: Love is hard-won but must be practiced and cherished