I turned around and left seven years ago, and my life is different seven years later. When I saw him again, there was a little girl of three or four years old clinging to him. He was married! This was the first thought that came to her mind. She thought it was good that she could finally give up her wishful thinking. It's just that fate seems to be a strange thing. The truth seven years ago, the past events many years ago, the lingering bonds, and finally the words from many years ago: Lu Yujing, how could I not want you?
This time, it's him who loves you.
Camellia flowers fall and bloom again, and they rise and fall again and again. In the end, freedom is no match for loneliness.