The Story of Three Extremes (Part 1)——Kawaze

His survival is uncertain, but this life is over. When Yanze saw Lichuan for the first time, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, like a sharp blade cutting through the afterglow of the grassland, suddenly piercing his heart, and something as cold and bright as crystal poured out. The fate of a lifetime is extinguished, just like dew entering the morning mist, like all things entering the night, they all turn into bubbles and disappear. Is the lingering entanglement in the next life a disaster? Or is it true love?