The Snow Destroys the Plum Fragrance and Remains the Same

His name is Jun Yi, and his life experience has bound him with iron shackles, but he regards morality and etiquette as nothing more than a feather. Her name is Xianyue, she has gone through hardships without fear, and only lives for her "heart". All things in the world, joys and sorrows, can only be seen in a single thought. They had already understood the truth, but fate still refused to give up, and dragged their best friend who had been away for fifteen years into this unstoppable storm outside the customs. Neither life nor death can cut off the root system that proves their existence. The plum trees that grow vigorously from thousands of root systems bloom spontaneously in the hunting north wind and against the vast drifting snow. No one will think that the plum blossoms are blooming out of season, because they are already a part of winter. No matter the wind and snow roar from the poles or the temple, the fragrance of plum blossoms penetrates the array and persists for a long time.