Shen Wanwan could always hear a rustling sound behind her hairpin.
When the voice sounded, she couldn't help it - she blushed at her fiancé, said those sweet words of love, and acted out a drama made in heaven.
What she thinks "likes" is the arranged lines, and what she thinks is a "good match" is the written plot. She acted in the script for fifteen years - fifteen years of shyness, fifteen years of longing, fifteen years of saying "I do" to the same person. She thought it was her own voice. It wasn't until this person broke in that she heard clearly for the first time: her voice was not that tune.
Once he arrives, the story begins to diverge. She began to say what she really wanted to say.
Jiang Xun, the direct grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo, was driven out of the capital by his stepmother when he was eleven years old. He spent six years on the frontier, rising from a small soldier to a captain.
He returned to Beijing again, not to recognize his relatives, but to find out the truth behind his mother's tragic death. After his mother died, no one asked him if it hurt, and he wouldn't say anything. He met the girl who stuffed him with sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the girl who told him to live.
She came, and moss quietly grew on the unnoticed stone.
In the end, do you obey the destiny that has been written, or live your own life?
Intent: True awakening is not to be given new memories, but to find the true self