他知道，時候快到了。


他的大半生，風風火火；可是有些告別，並不發生在驚濤駭浪之中。


它藏在黑貓的相伴、窗邊的鳥語、一束花，一頓飯，還有映照城寨的星光與月色裡。

He knows his time is drawing near.


His life has been a whirlwind of fire and fury; yet some farewells do not arrive in crashing waves. They linger in the quiet company of a black cat, in birdsong by the window, in a bouquet of flowers, a shared meal, and in the starlight and moonlight over the Walled City.


在最後的四季裡，他靜步走過熟悉的街巷與店舖，也走過這座城最尋常的光景。


那些看似平凡的片刻，都成了他留給人世最後的回望。

And so, through his final seasons, he quietly walks past familiar alleys and storefronts, moving through the most ordinary sights of the city.


These seemingly ordinary moments become the last glimpse he leaves behind.


那不是傳說中的城，而是一座有人生活、有人相愛、也有人離去的地方。

It was never merely a city of legend, but a place where people lived, loved, and said goodbye.