Against such a backdrop, the male protagonist's feelings for the female protagonist had always been evasive; he did not want to face them.
Yet love had already taken root in the moment they first met, the moment he saved her.
Their relationship, unfolding amid the chaos and violence, was heartbreaking.
As Wen Xian watched scene after scene of Qinghai, whether it was the vast Gobi desert, the twisted yet unyielding poplars, or the heavens filled with dust storms and blizzards...
It seemed as if everything she had once shared with Lu Xiao was playing in her mind.
Unconsciously, tears streamed down her face.
Leaning against him, the tissue in her hand became continuously soaked.
What, after all, is the pursuit of a human life?
To be fed and clothed, to live forever with the one you love—that's enough, that is true happiness.
