"Swords are the most beautiful things. Of course I like them." She wore a blue dress and showed off her unrestrained style. No one could touch her heart.
"Feng Zhinuo, is this your promise to me alone?" She once asked him.
Everyone knew the meaning of Feng Zhinuo, but she was the only one still asking.
The promise of the wind, a promise of life and death, must be fulfilled until death. That was his promise to Yuan Xin alone, and it was all his love for her.
She is Yuan Xin, Yuan Xin... Yuan Xin... How can there be a heart under the bottom of the abyss?
"She will never love you as much as you do."
"What if her affection is exactly what I want? She accepts my love, and I also get her love."
Intention: Reunion