From the age of seventeen to twenty-one, Zhong Busi had the same dream every night. In the haze, he couldn't see her face clearly, and the man with a deep and hoarse voice chanted her name repeatedly, without thinking, without thinking.
By chance, she had a deep dream under the plum blossom tree. When she woke up, she found herself in a strange environment. But why did this world feel so familiar to her from the bottom of her heart?
She became the second wife of the owner of the first mountain villa in the world. It is said that she has the same appearance as his wife who disappeared four years ago; she does not know how to dance, but she dances gracefully under the guidance of his piano sound, and her skirts fly as if she is flying in the clouds, making people forget to breathe; she does not know martial arts, but she is famous in the world where masters gather...
All the truth gradually emerged. It turned out that she was his wife who disappeared four years ago. It turned out that she and he had been a pair for life.
A few years later, when he returned to Meiyuan, he asked her if she would regret it. She smiled lightly and lightly opened her red lips, saying she had no regrets.
He held her in his arms without missing her, would you miss home?
She looked at him, her bright eyes flowing, her clear voice flowing slowly like spring water, thinking, of course. I miss you, husband.
He raised his eyebrows in understanding, with a deep smile on Gao Tachuchen's brows.
He understood what she wanted to say - this place of peace of mind is my hometown.