Eight years later, she once again returned to this place that she never dared to forget in her dreams, a place where she had sealed all the joys and sorrows, a place that was about to usher in violent storms and turbulent storms. Yan Shuqing stood in front of the Yan family's door. When he raised his eyes, scenes of the past and old events came one after another. Eight years, eight whole years, for this moment, she was fearless even if she endured the pain of gnawing out her heart and bones, and she did not hesitate even if the road ahead was difficult and dangerous. She knew that once she had made her choice, she could not look back. A strong wind blew up, and the door of Yan's house slowly opened...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
