Love is like sand in the palm of your hand. The tighter you hold it, the faster it will be lost. What you think is love, but what it brings is hurt. No matter who it is, they are just looking for a little love and compassion in this mortal world and in the palm of their hands, hurting others and themselves. Situ Lu occupied Zi Tong's heart with a prince-like kindness. Should he get closer or stay away? Mo Rufeng broke into her life like the wind. Why did he appear and why did he get close?
Love is like a flower in the palm of your hand, dazzling and fragile. Only "the two parts are desolate and the two are the same, and the most unbearable resentment is in the bright moon."