In the troubled times of the Republic of China, wars broke out everywhere.
Lu Zhengxiao was a young commander with a heavy army, but he fell in love with Shen Ci at first sight on the stage.
He is like a dog that recognizes its master, following him day after day, indulgent in every possible way.
Shen Ci raised his hand and slapped him, but he only said in a dumb voice:
"What comes before the slap is your fragrance."
A battle, a rescue.
He blocked the knife for him, knocked his head against the bluestone, and completely lost his memory.
The affection of the past turned into indifference, and the tenderness turned into a sharp edge.
He believed the slander, which hurt him deeply and forced him into a desperate situation.
However, Shen Ci held on to a long-forgotten love and never gave up.
The misunderstanding has not been cleared up, and the deep feelings have not been expressed.
A generation of actors finally committed suicide on the stage.
When he regained his memory, he only had time to hug a cold body.
——"I remember, but you are no longer here."
——"Wanwan, I loved you twice, once on the stage and once in front of the grave.
Intention: Love in the Republic of China is tragic in nine cases out of ten