She is a peerless and exquisite goddess of rivers and lakes, wearing beautiful clothes and angry horses, playing in the world.
In the eyes of the world, he is a gentle and sinister little prince, who is kind on the surface but has a knife behind his back.
But since he met her, he knew that he was finished. Just like a ray of sunshine shone in the dark shabby house, his world opened a crack, and in the crack was a brightness that he could not face. He wanted to catch her, he loved her, and he knew exactly what he wanted. He dotes on her, follows her, clings to her; holds her smile, listens to her cry; watches flowers with her when she is free, and holds an umbrella when busy. For her, the majestic little royal prince retires to the mountains and becomes a little teacher... Smiling for her bright eyes, it doesn't matter who owns the world...
Whose smile touched whose ears back then, and whose love warmed whose quiet world back then...