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Wucheng, 1935. Ruan Ying, the only daughter of the Ruan family, returned from studying abroad. Hearing that there was a beautiful pear tree at the opera garden, she sneaked off to admire its blossoms. How could you know how much springtime there was without entering the garden?
On the Shuijing Stage, Gu Wanzhi sang The Peony Pavilion, pouring a lifetime of drifting and loss into the song. Amid the cheers of thousands, he raised his eyes and saw the springtime he would love but never possess for the rest of his life.
When gunfire and cannon blasts crushed the opera garden, the nation faltered in the storm, and the deep household swallowed up what little warmth remained...
"Would you be willing to leave with me?"
"But can this war-torn age make room for us?"
