Everyone in Beijing knows that the eldest son of the Shen family is a gentleman, and the third young lady of the Shen family is a happy bride.
No one knows that the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River has messed up their minds in this life.
A happy bride × the eldest uncle of the Shen family
The down-and-out daughter × Tanhua Lang
Etiquette is like a knife, cutting through the delusions of the mind;
The high wall is like a prison, unable to contain a single glance.
Snow fell all over our heads, as if we all had white heads together. This heartbeat that we knew we couldn't do was never recovered.
Concept: I have to say the sourness and pull of love