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Qingshi - how much was buried and how much was left behind... The beautiful pictures of three thousand rivers and mountains, thousands of years of wind and moon are in the sky. In the end, whoever gets immortality will get eternity. Thousands of years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and the sighs between the lines are the last reservations of that period of time. That year, there were three families who enjoyed countless glory, but were still just humble puppets. That year, there was a group of people who tried their best to pursue freedom, but still could not escape the judgment of fate. That year, there was a person who promised to travel around the world with me for a thousand years without any worries, but he disappeared between heaven and earth forever... My name is Su Qingyang. I was born in the 24th year of Kaiyuan of the Tang Dynasty. I am now 1,279 years old. Today, would you like to listen to me tell me about the past that was drowned by the wind and sand, and the song about missing Chang'an... "Qingyang, I have also imagined that one day, we are just children of ordinary people, we can love what we love and do what we want. But unfortunately - in this life, I'm afraid we can't." "We have always been victims, sacrificed to a nonsensical immortality and a nonsensical world. Aren't we?" "How do you want me to give up my faith and my family?" The blade of the knife flashes with cold light, breaking people's hearts on a moonlit night. Beacon fire, roar, blood. Beacon fire battle, roaring and chaotic, blood flowing across several streets "Sister Qingyang, where have all my brothers gone? Tell me, where have they gone?" "Sister Qingyang, help me, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die!" "This bullshit immortality is all nonsense! Hahaha--" "Qingyang, my child, live well for the Su family!" "After all, this is life..." "Kill them all, leaving no one behind!" A white coat makes a hunting sound in the wind. Whose face has spent all its years, but is dumped in the yellow sand. "Chang'an! Chang'an-" Let me tell you about that period of history that has been blocked by history...

To make a living, she wore men's clothing to hide her identity as a daughter. For love, she threw herself into the battlefield and fought in blood. For him, she is willing to never wear red makeup in her life, just to work hand in hand with him and ride the world! So what if her name doesn't exist in history? With the love of her life like this, she couldn't ask for anything more. For the sake of his family, he is willing to be used by his loved ones; for the sake of his country, he has no regrets about serving in the military all his life. For her, he was willing to give up everything he had, just to keep her safe and sound, and to keep her smiling like a flower. How lucky is he in this life? How could he fight side by side with her and be proud of the world? Even though the love between him and her has not been left in history, as long as the person he loves is by his side, why should he care about what future generations think of him?