In late winter, Ye Qingyuan dreamed of a person. It was snowing heavily that year, and he held up the sky.
But I didn't expect that he would stay until that winter forever.
Ye Qingyuan prayed for him at Tanzhe Temple. She always felt that he was so proud and someone who had such feelings for his family and country should not be like this.
If given the chance, she would like to take him home.
Concept: Noon Yin Jiashu Qingyuan