Stars Fall into the Sea of ​​Spies

He is the Lord of Sirius, and he came down to earth to experience calamities. He was supposed to survive a love calamity and then return to his throne. But the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the smoke was billowing. He insisted on throwing himself into the wolf's den - being a traitor and a lackey, working step by step in the Japanese military police, and inserting the tip of the knife into the enemy's heart inch by inch. She is an underground traffic officer of the Communist Party of China. On the surface, she is a silly girl who grew up under a loquat tree and can only draw and tease cats. However, secretly, she is a pair of hands sewing wounds in a pool of blood, and a page of paper conveying information in the dark night. She called him "Sirius" and he called her "Weaver Girl". Across the city's gunfire, they had an unrecognizable love. There happened to be another person. He was the young master of the silk shop, and he was the boy who had been calling her "sister" for more than ten years. He knew that she didn't care about him, but he still followed her into the enemy camp. Seeing the two of them looking at each other across life and death, he gritted his teeth and turned around to put on a show of jealousy. From then on, the gendarmerie was in a state of chaos. The two factions of traitors were trying to undermine each other, and the Japanese army was confused - they were fighting for women and delivering information; they were fighting for romance and demolishing the fortress. Some fall in order to meet, and some are protected, even though they are separated by an entire galaxy, they are still bright and hot. The deepest protection is not to be radiant in the sky, but to be willing to fall into the world to protect a lamp, a city, and her. In troubled times, love and justice are born from the same root - he protects the mountains and rivers, but also her; what she delivers is information, which is also sincere. The brightest star is not in the sky, but in the hearts of those who are willing to fall into the mud. Some falls are another kind of return.