The magistrate of Qingxi County died mysteriously, and there are strange things everywhere.
Young men and women who are new to the world have no idea that they have stepped into layers of traps. Everyone seems to be wearing a mask. Who is right and who is wrong, and who should be believed?
The hard struggle in the dream, the silent sigh under the white plum tree, the sad figure lingering outside the door...
It's still that bright moonlit night, when the wind blows and the sky is dark, but I can't find everything that I once had...
The huge conspiracy gradually comes to light, wandering in friendship and love, where should they go?
The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It's hard to convey this feeling of melancholy.
It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to help each other.
