"How did it get to this point?" The middle-aged man with pale sideburns asked with a smile under the candlelight, his peach blossom eyes half-squinted. "My youth was in the middle of Shu, and the continuous rain turned everything heavy and gloomy." "After 16 years of honor, I set off for Beijing, and the journey was like a pipa song, and many things had already been revealed here." ...... R> "My prime of life was spent in a war, and all my energy was buried in that night, like a swallow flying to the twilight. The butterfly I kissed flew. "And then there's the battle between the old and the new." "My brother died in a partisan strife, my sister hanged herself, and my brother had to claim that he had nothing to do with the clan anymore, and my butterflies could not fly out of the twilight field......" "How did that happen?" The middle-aged man drank a lot of wine, and his peach blossom eyes were no longer as gentle as they were back then.