Ji Rou is dead. When she was framed by her sister and ignored by her father, she had already entered the gate of hell.
But Yi Chengzhou pushed her in with his own hands and locked her up with his own hands.
Several years in prison had worn away her luster and made her humble and timid.
In order to survive and escape from hell, she compromised again——
Married to the paralyzed Yi Chengzhou, married to the source of all her pain.
Torture, indifference, and occasionally sweetness.
Ji Rou thought her heart was dead and cold, but she was held in the palm of Yi Chengzhou's hand and slowly warmed up.
The once noble and reserved man bowed his head in front of her again and again.
"Jirou, it turns out I was wrong."
"Jirou, if possible, I am willing to go to jail. Please give me your heart."
"Jirou, Yi Chengzhou is begging you, please give him some love."
The seedling that reverses painful hatred is love.
Yi Chengzhou gave his heart to Ji Rou.
