There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.
Seven years are enough for the dust to cover the old traces, and for many unforgettable pasts to gradually become blurred as the years go by. But for Li Jinse and Geng Huanian, their story slowly unfolded in the folds of time.
At that time, Geng Huanian had just graduated from the police academy and entered the workplace with sincerity. By a coincidence of fate, he met Li Jinse, a junior fellow student from the same hometown of his master He Yanqing. During that period, He Yanqing's deliberate use was like a fine net, quietly entangled; Geng Huanian's involuntary and deliberate concealment was like a cold thorn, unexpectedly piercing into the heart of Li Jinse. In just a few months, she poured out all her sincerity, but what she got in return was bruises all over her body.
Later, He Yanqing's sudden sacrifice became the last straw that broke everything. With a heart full of wounds, Li Jinse completely disappeared from Geng Huanian's world, as if he had never appeared before.
Time flies, and seven years pass by suddenly. When the candlelight of her thirtieth birthday lit up in front of Li Jinse's eyes, the figure that disappeared in the depths of the years broke into her life again. This time, the secrets buried for seven years, the unspoken difficulties, and the unforgettable pain will finally be revealed one by one. Their story finally begins...
