During the war of the Republic of China, there were deep houses in Shanghai, the spring tide was dark, and love and hate turned to ashes.
Within the high walls of Gu Mansion, there are entrenched grievances and shackles of etiquette and law.
Gu Shen occupies a high position, has a cold and reserved temperament, holds power in troubled times, and has always been taciturn, distant, and calm.
Gu Qingzhou is in the whirlpool of his family, with a quiet look on his face, a soft and stubborn mind, tossing and turning in ups and downs.
Their names are bound by ethics, and their affection is hidden by restraint.
The heartbeat that I dare not express with my mouth, the preference that I dare not show to the world, are all suppressed in my eyes, sunk in my bones, and have been undercurrent for years.
The wind and moon on one side are peaceful, and the other side is like a shadow protecting each other.
Lan Xin, a foreign-born young man with light pink hair, meets Hua Ming, a man with a single eye patch and a gloomy palm. They are entangled in love and romance. What kind of sparks will be sparked when they meet?
The two girls in the boudoir cherish each other and stay together in the cracks of troubled times, surviving all the absurdities in the world.
In this troubled world, there is no room for sincerity, but all living beings are moved by emotion.
Spring is a grand event, and feelings can be endured for half a lifetime,
In the end, everything is rushing towards you, but with the fall of spring, everything is reduced to ashes.
When spring comes again, can they join hands and spend the rest of their lives together?
Intention: In the smoke of troubled times, in the confinement of ethics and education, all kinds of hidden deep feelings will eventually usher in the warmth of spring.
