Falling flowers and flying catkins fill the world, layered with lovesickness and layered with smoke.
Unexpectedly, the red bean tree in cold water only paid the wind chime to the mulberry field.
——"Qing Xuyin"
You give me the beginning of a story in just a few years, but I want to complete the whole story in a lifetime.
We can't change our destiny, but as long as I live for one day, I will still love you.
When fate entangles the love and hatred of two generations, when the final script turns into a replay of history, and all the truth is nakedly exposed to the sun... Can lovers escape the trick of fate?
The red beans that haven't been boiled into lingering wounds for you may be destined to be unshareable, tender and sad.
——Ye Zilan