They are falcons flying in the clouds, and trapped animals trapped in the mud.
They are the most dazzling nobles in troubled times and the loneliest ghosts in the dark night.
Shen Zheng, the only son of a financial tycoon in Shanghai, is the proud son of Jianqiao Aviation School. He is handsome and uninhibited, chatting and laughing all the way around the world, and spends money like water, as if he was born to look down on all living beings from the clouds. No one knew that under the skin of that slutty nobleman, there was hidden a blazing heart to serve the country and a sharp blade ready to pierce the enemy's heart at any time.
Gu Qinghe, the youngest son of a scholarly family in Jiangnan, was a flying ace at the same time as Shen Zheng. He is as gentle as jade, as thoughtful as a precise instrument panel, and as calm as ice at an altitude of 10,000 meters. He is Shen Zheng's most trusted back, and the only existence in the smoke that can touch the softness of his heart. The two met under the blue sky and white clouds of Jianqiao, got to know each other during the bloody air battles in Songhu and Wuhan, and confirmed their love beyond life and death in the ruins on the line between life and death. They agreed: When the mountains and rivers are safe, they will find a water town in the south of the Yangtze River and watch the clouds roll and relax.
Intention: The sky remains the same, there is no place to look for