In the last life, there were wars and wars, acacia flowers bloomed, and the king's vow to return was finally crushed by the iron hoof of the Anshi Rebellion.
Li Zhiyao desperately escaped from the fallen Chang'an and returned to Rong Niang's village, but only found ruins and his wife's embroidered shoes under the acacia tree.
This life. At the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the lights are on the trees and silver flowers. Holding the hand of the son, the promise of growing old together with the son is put into the lanterns and merges into the river of joy.
Su Wenjin held Yuan Xuanying's hand tightly in the crowd, fearing that she would be separated from him.
"Tell me, did we know each other in the last life and we are so good in this life?" Xuanying asked.
"Silly words, after drinking Meng Po soup, who will remember the past life? We are so good because I met you and you met me." Su Wenjin replied.
The past events fell from the high platform and shattered into this life, the lights of thousands of families.
Purpose: I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.
