Slender fingers brushed Ling's face, her pupils looked closely, and she seemed to see another person through her. "Quan..." The corners of his eyes kept slipping, "I miss you so much... Finally... We meet..." The corners of her transparent mouth curved with a hint of happiness, and her pale hands slipped down. . .
The previous generation held on to their self-righteous love, but imprisoned each other's hearts. In the end, only tears can pay for the irreparable love.
In the next generation, the housekeeper brought a boy to a little girl. The beautiful first love was just about to begin but was hastily due to the boy's disappearance.
A year later, by the pool, a pale-faced boy with a bright smile walked into her life. He tolerated everything about her when she was most helpless and unhappy. He loved her when another boy was imprisoned.
However, when the young man who had returned from torture appeared in front of her, could she still be sure of her heart?