In the mist of the Republic of China, the house was deep and the walls were high.
The rain in Shanghai has been falling for ten years, soaking the sycamore trees in the old house and also soaking their thoughts.
Lu Yan and Lu Zhiwan walked a lonely road on the edge of ethics.
Follow the etiquette before others, and be deeply affectionate behind others. Love is hidden in forbearance, and heartbeat is trapped in the world.
In troubled times, the road ahead is unknown; don't talk about the outcome, just seize the day.
They had the same mind, but they couldn't help themselves; they cared about each other and never gave up.
This forbidden love,
Are we so close to each other, or will we meet again eventually?
The years are yet to be written, and the ending is yet to be determined.
