Seven years ago, Xie Qingci was a lost cub who fell into the honey-colored sunset, and Jiang Yizhou was a young man who handed over half a locust cake. The startling glimpse under the old locust tree was the beginning of his half-life obsession.
A carefully planned separation, a diagnosis of terminal leukemia, and an insincere breakup tore the fate of the two people bloody.
He came back with overwhelming hatred, eroding the Jiang family's property step by step, and trampling his former lover into dust; he walked away with his heart full of sorrow, his bones were torn apart, and he exhausted his last strength just to protect his stability for the rest of his life.
When the layers of truth were peeled away and the misunderstanding receded like a tide, only Xie Qingci was left holding a black umbrella on the bluestone bricks in the cemetery, shouting that name over and over again in front of a cold tombstone.
Even when the locust flowers have fallen, the embers are hard to extinguish. It turns out that ever since they met in a deep alley when he was seven years old, he was destined to guard this honey-colored dream, year after year, until his death.
Intention: Even if life and death are separated, love and hate are intertwined, Xie Qingci's love for Jiang Yizhou has never died. This obsession that spans time and life and death is not only the shackles of his life, but also his indelible spirit.
