That spring, Xie Zihuan met for the first time a man who seemed to be sympathetic to him. He had always treated Zihuan sincerely. Later, Zihuan's knife seemed to destined the two of them to be separated by yin and yang. After that, it was just Zhou Nanxu's one-sided love and persistence
Concept: The wind is free, the clouds are free, you can be free if you like it