The Trace of the Polar Body

The snow in Chang'an City has fallen for three thousand years, and every piece of it passed through Lu Changli's empty palm. He is the last bloodline of those who crossed the bridge. His mother used gold thread to embroider a cloud pattern leading to the gap between the two worlds, and left him a jade secret engraved with "The moon sets for a long time, and the clouds bloom for a night." Xu Yixi is a girl who demolished twenty-year-old things in the abandoned city. The crescent birthmark behind her ear is the key to the bloodline of those who cross the bridge. Zhong Yuan smiled like a piece of candy, and underneath was the switch that no one knew about the death in the laboratory three years ago. The three of them followed the moiré pattern to find their way, and discovered that the real hometown of the people crossing the bridge was older than Chang'an, and that only one person could pass through the Moon Gate. Mother's last stitch was the prophecy of "When the bridge is built, those who cross it will never return." The death button pressed by his father pushed out an encrypted data, pointing to the real cause of the rift between the two worlds. Only in the end did they realize that the seam was never for connection, but for balance - the bridge was repaired, and the ferryman was the nail. Three people, three thousand years, a heavy snowfall when the two worlds were overturned. Some people smiled and gave up the only way out, some people finally revealed the value of their own blood, and some people walked through Qidianyun Road only to find that where they came from was where they were going. Those who cross can never return, but when the snow falls in Chang'an, someone will remember you.