It's another snowy year, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard are like burning fire. Hazy, I thought of that person again. It doesn't matter what's right or wrong, why does your own destiny need anyone else's help? He has the destiny of his mother, so he has to avenge himself. As the only son in the family, he had to shoulder a heavy responsibility. No matter what he does if he wants these external things, it is just the fate of others.