My name is Xie Yang. Rather than writing a story, it is better to say that I am narrating a past. This is just an ordinary relationship, not soul-stirring, but also unforgettable. Xie Yang is just an ordinary person struggling between Xia Changjun's love and hate, and this love and hate will eventually calm down in the torrent of time. What makes us compromise when it comes to love? Is it the world or love itself?