On the banks of the Qinhuai River, he met "her" for the first time, and "she" lifted his chin frivolously and smiled. From then on, he always had a pair of smiling eyes like crescent moons in his mind.
Three years later, Xiao Hun met Cheng Mo. At that time, Cheng Mo already had a beloved in his heart. When he knew that his encounter with Xiao Hun was a long-planned conspiracy, and his lover was also involved in this conspiracy, what should he do? Xiao Hun's tenderness made the injured man inevitably indulge in it.
From acquaintance to knowing each other, from knowing each other to falling in love, from loving each other to staying together, they have twists and turns. They may have hesitated, but there was no suspicion; they may have quarreled, but there was no barrier. On a summer night when lotus flowers were blooming, when he held his hand, he said: "Please don't let go." Both of them understood that having each other was enough for them in this life.
In this noisy world, I only met you among the bustling crowds. This is fate. If you love each other, keep going firmly!
A long song and laughter in the world of mortals is worthy of being full of romance in this life.