When Ye Wanshu fell in love with Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi thought it was a joke.
Eight years later, when Zhou Yi saw Ye Wanshu again, she had become someone else's fiancée.
Her smile, her gentleness, everything about her no longer belonged to him, Zhou Yi panicked.
"Ye Wanshu, I can give you whatever you want, as long as you ask."
"Really, I just want to be Mrs. Zhou? It's a pity that you won't give it."
"If you don't try, how do you know I can't do it?"
Later, Ye Wanshu realized that from beginning to end, the white moonlight in his heart was her, the cinnabar mole was her, and the rest of his life... Was also her.
