Lin Qiao's first twenty years were like a romantic fairy tale. Until the fairy tale was shattered by the loud noise of his father's death and the bad news that his lover was seriously injured. After falling from the clouds, the only light she held on to was becoming a mother. She put away her pride, swallowed her bitterness, and learned to support her children in the face of daily necessities. I thought that there would be no intersection with the past waves, but I happened to meet him on a narrow road. He was successful and famous, and had a beautiful woman by his side, but she was tired and her hands were covered in dust. My dearest Xiao Qiao, when the wind of fate blows towards you again, this time, can you be brave for yourself again?
