When he was young, Zhou Yuhui wore fresh clothes and angry horses, Xie Ruqiu smiled brightly, and played with Zhou Zhiyu, Xie Zhiyan, and Qiao Yu'an, the children of the aristocratic family, in high spirits. They played together under the locust tree, and the friendship was warm and the years were happy. , Was once the most lively scene in Fuyukjing, but things have turned upside down, and due to a combination of circumstances, the people who used to be side by side finally separated, leaving only the fragrance of Sophora japonica in the courtyard. It was difficult for lovers to get married, and everyone ended up with the tragedy of falling in love but not being able to love each other.
Intention: The friendship of young people gradually drifts away amidst the tricks of fate and the helplessness of the world. Those involuntary misses eventually turn the beauty of childhood sweethearts into unresolved regrets.