A love story about redemption, despair, and resentment.
A gentle and cowardly sister is wandering around, a stubborn and withdrawn sister is wandering around, and there is a warm man Ma Mu caught between the sisters.
Falling in love with someone you shouldn't love, who is right and who is wrong?
In the origin of love, where can there be right or wrong?
A serious pastime, how to deal with the passing time?
When everything starts to pale and all the resentment, what should be used to fill it?
Sorry, I don't know how to write concisely. Readers, please skip this confusing conciseness and go straight to the text!