When they first met in the rain lane of Chang'an, she stood in front of him like a reckless spring bud; they stayed with her for several years in the academy, and the veil he hid wrapped up his unspoken concerns.
From holding hands at a young age to ten miles of red makeup, from the harmonious playing of the harp and the harp to being in the same boat through thick and thin, the lives of Xiao Heng and Su Shenyue are just like the sycamore trees in the courtyard—the first time they met, they accidentally dropped their seeds, and they were accompanied by entangled roots.
There are also guards who hide their love in their wrists, a girlfriend who pursues love sassily, and a brother who is dearly loved, and together they write several good stories of a good relationship under the moonlight in Chang'an.
