Yin Baiyu is not from this world.
He was dragged here by an unknown system to fill the historical gaps in this world.
Eight hundred years have passed since he came here.
Eight hundred years, in the long river of history, is just a drop in the ocean, passing by in the blink of an eye, leaving only history for people to read in the future; eight hundred years, however, is several times as long as Yin Baiyu's life.
In his memory, there is always a pair of astonishingly bright eyes looking at him, repeating over and over again: Don't forget me.
Don't... Forget him? But who is he? Yin Baiyu can no longer remember too many things. He chose to forget in order to be more profound.
The stars change, and the sea changes.
The child in the dream gradually grew taller and revealed his face. He stepped through the mist and walked to Yin Baiyu, just like the colorful light reflected in the water, becoming within reach.
His eyes were intense, reflecting the person in front of him.
"Brother, don't forget me."
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you