"I once met a person who was dressed in white and had half a strand of black hair. They obviously liked completely different things, but they miraculously came together and talked about traveling the mountains and rivers together..."
Before meeting each other, perhaps neither of them thought that such a person would appear in their long lives. He is taciturn, he is cold, he likes wine and tea. It is clear that things that the other party likes are things that you don't like, but you can always tolerate and depend on each other.
In the long years, how long can this relationship last...
But at least both of them understand that no story is perfect. Just like themselves, many times they can use their cleverness to influence other people's lives, but they are never able to give each other an eternal promise...
Concept: Generally speaking, this is also a story between me and her.