Pinglanyu

The river fog in Pinglan Valley is long and gentle. He Lingsu, who was shackles of time, was in decline. He had to pay his debts with his body in life after life, and his bones were corroded by the river's yin, and he was trapped in endless suffering and silence. Luo Fanchen, a Dingshu monk who traveled all over the world, stumbled into this illusion of gentleness and met her for the first time on the bank of fog. A piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, a cup of Grain Rain tea, a life-for-life calamity. They support each other and save each other, but they cannot escape their fateful separation. Mountains and rivers change, years are barren, He spent the rest of his life to fulfill his promise of time. Every inch of time hurts, Broken porcelain falls to ashes, but love lasts forever.