After losing his beloved, he grew old overnight. "It was obvious that I met her first, and we fell in love first, so why did I lose her." Bai Jingxuan hated himself, and he beat his head to vent his anger. Thinking of the scenes of love between the two of them in the past life and the present, the longing and pain of the two lives intertwined together and formed a river. He was so grief-stricken that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't suppress the grief that spewed out and burst into tears. His painful sobs floated in the yard. The originally brilliant young master Bai couldn't bear the blow of losing his beloved, and his head turned gray overnight. He stepped on the snow in the yard and walked towards the door of the mansion. His clothes were fluttering, his silver hair was flying, and the white snow was flying. He seemed to be integrated with the ice and snow, inseparable from each other. After he left the mansion, he headed directly towards Prince Annan's Palace, Annan followed silently not far away.
In his previous life, Zhao Qihang was too conceited and chose to leave his hometown after being rejected by Tao Xingxing. Four years later, when he returned to China, he learned at a class reunion that Tao Xingxing was dead and that there was another hidden story about what happened that year. Zhao Qihang immediately went to Tao Xingxing's hometown to find the truth, but an unexpected car accident brought him back to the high school career where the two had just met. After living a new life, Zhao Qihang began to learn to love someone, and Tao Xingxing also opened his heart to love and tolerance.
