The moment I stepped into this carved building, I understood that everything I have now is due to one person, not my mother, not my father, but the fiancé I have never seen before, and who has always belonged to someone else before. Five years ago, I was grateful to him because he saved me from death. However, five years later, I hated him because I ended up with nothing because of him. His vision became more and more hazy, and suddenly he remembered the first time he saw him, when the flowers were blooming and the gentleman was young.