Naihe Bridge has a strong and strong wind, which persists all year round, and the turbid waves of the Forgotten River swallow up hundreds of millions of love and hate in the world.
There is no exception to the iron law of reincarnation throughout the ages - when the dead soul reaches this point, he must drink the soup and forget his love, cut off his past life and rush to a new life. Heaven's laws are strict and the rules are cold, and there is no room for any stubbornness.
Until today, this order that has remained unchanged for thousands of years has been broken by a red-clothed dead soul.
Shen Qiyao's soul was swaying, and his red clothes were torn and standing in the cold wind. After his death, his eyes were full of sorrow, but his back was still straight and unyielding.
Old Meng Po held a simple pottery bowl in her hand, walked forward slowly, and said in a pitiful voice: "My child, drink it. Obsession is all bitter. A bowl of forgetfulness will fall down your throat, and the past will be gone. You will have no worries or pain in the next life."
Looking at the soup in front of me that can clear away all the past, half a lifetime has passed.
The promise made under the moonlight on the long embankment of Huai River, the lonely waiting for three years day and night, the piercing emotion of the red wedding candle, the countless grievances and ties, all emerge.
There is also the weird old dream that has haunted her for half her life - the sea of clouds in the sky, the cold palace, the gods in white, and the thunder and punishment from the sky.
Until he died and entered the underworld, the fragmented dreams were finally pieced together.
She was never an ordinary mortal, but a companion spirit who followed the gods for eternity, and followed him through life and death.
And Xie Wanghuai, whom she has been obsessed with all her life and cared about deeply, is the cold god who has experienced love and calamity from the sky.
Heaven is ruthless and it is strictly forbidden for gods to be sentimental. Just because he was sincerely attracted to her in this mortal world, he was forcibly stripped of his love roots, sealed with memories, and forced to betray her without mercy.
"Thousands of dead souls, there is no exception." Meng Po urged softly.
Sink
