History seems to have always been like this. Countless people have worked hard and planned, but the final direction is often influenced by some inconspicuous things. Destiny is like a raging tide, carrying a person involuntarily. The light of life, like a shooting star, streaked across her sky and gradually disappeared. There are so many planets in the vast universe, but none of them is where her life began. Her birth began with a well-planned conspiracy. Her life is like a tree without roots and water without a source. Without Yin Nanzhao, the wood will dry up and the water will dry up. A completely accidental encounter, neither he nor she expected, would not only change each other's fate, but would eventually affect the future of alien species and humans.
