A white lily sways in the wind, and it looks very holy against the moonlight.

Li Nan stood in front of Duan Xiangning's tomb and was silent for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth: "Maybe it's my farewell to your best if you can let your memory stay until I can restore it." From now on, I will always be your Li Nan.

Farewell words, to the mouth, people will find it difficult to say.

Li Nan couldn't give Duan Xiangning any happiness and commitment, and she didn't ask him anything until she died.

The cry of "You are Li Nan, never Ye Shen, or anybody else"...