A daughter of the Shen family, Zhiwei, devoted ten years of her infatuation to Gu Yanci, risking the lives of her entire family to help him rise from an unknown prince to the title of Marquis of Jing'an. She thought that all the hardships would be rewarded, and that she could wait for the ten-mile red makeup and lifelong stability he promised, but she didn't know that what she was stepping into was a cage built of lies and indifference.
After three years of marriage, he only had the shadow of white moonlight in his eyes, regarded her efforts as trivial, and turned a blind eye to her old wounds. When the gentle and understanding Su Wanrou appeared, he gave all his preferences to others, leaving her, the real Marquis, to live like a speck of dust in the mansion.
The old scars hurt repeatedly on rainy days, just like her sincerity that had been trampled on. A well-planned poisoning, an unhesitating suspicion, in order to save his sweetheart, he did not hesitate to let her water the cold blood plum with her blood, completely ignoring that it would deplete her vitality.
She was once the light in his desperate situation, but in the end she became an eyesore in his eyes. When love is worn away into bone-gnawing pain, when all efforts become a joke, Shen Zhiwei looks at the flying snow in the sky, and finally understands: some love, from the beginning, is a self-consuming disaster.
Intent: To analyze misplaced love, excessive and humble sacrifices will eventually turn into disasters of self-consumption. When the sincerity is repeatedly trampled, sobriety and letting go are the salvation of the self. It tears apart the paranoia and blindness behind deep love and reveals the reality that "love is not a one-sided burning, but a reflection of equality" - people who don't know how to cherish are not worth spending their lives to perfect.