Jiuchencuo

Jiuchen weaved a web to regulate the order of all things, but left a crack deep in the web pattern - that was their "fault" for all living beings, and it was also their own "trap." Shen Yan was born as the abandoned son of those who made up the rules. He had an empty heart and did not understand love or hate, but he could hear the wail of the rules. The sequencing ruler left by his mother led him to the ruins, and he was shocked to realize: the so-called "wild world" is just the freedom driven crazy by the net of rules; the so-called "original rules" have long since become the shackles that imprison living beings. Ah Jing, the guardian of the delusion, held half of a bronze mirror. Jiuchen's lingering whispers were reflected in the mirror, and the growing warmth in Shen Yan's eyes was also reflected in the mirror. "The end point of a rule is not balance, but acknowledging that it will be wrong." She burned herself in the folds of time, just to let him see clearly: Jiuchen's mistake was never to tear up the net stubbornly, but to forget to ask the "willingness" of all things when weaving. Mo Yuan's ambition is hidden in the broken pages of the diary. The red fire incinerator cannot burn out his sister's smile. Under Chi Lianjun's black scales, there is still the residual warmth of the bone slope. When Shen Yan's heart grew in empathy, and the flow of the outside world spread along the mirror, he understood: "Reconciliation" is never about patching up the old network, but about making every "mistake" grow into a new possibility. When rules become shackles, should they be broken or rewritten?