Twelve years ago, during the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, 14-year-old Su Qingyuan met 17-year-old Lu Chenyuan on the bluestone road.
He was a rich boy with thorns all over his body, and she was a scholarly girl with gentle eyebrows. An unexpected encounter made the two parallel lines that should never intersect become entangled.
She spent twelve years pursuing a love named Lu Chenyuan, from a small town in the south of the Yangtze River to the prosperous capital city, from a young school uniform to a wedding dress within easy reach. She thought that as long as she was affectionate enough, she could cross the family gap, resolve family grievances, and warm his frozen heart.
He used twelve years of obsession to create a dilemma called protection, from silent protection to strong possession. He thought that as long as he locked her by his side, he could protect her for the rest of his life, but he didn't know that his shackles in the name of love had already injured her completely.
The truth about his father's unjust death, the grudges between the Lu family and the Su family spanning two generations, the childhood sweethearts' calculations, the extreme pull of paranoid affection, when all the tenderness turned into hurt, and all the trust was in vain, this love that spanned more than ten years was already riddled with holes.
He said: "Qingyuan, everything I do is for you."
She smiled: "Lu Chenyuan, your love is too heavy, I can't afford it."
When the truth comes out, all the misunderstandings are solved and all the debts are clarified, but it will never be the same again.
Love to the extreme is madness, love to the depths is separation.
This grand encounter in the name of love can only end in separation.
From now on, we will never see each other across mountains and rivers thousands of miles away; from now on, love and hate will be cleared, and we will never owe each other anything.
