In the twelfth lunar month ten years ago, a sudden fire broke out on Meishan Mountain, melting the white snow on the ground. In the fire, the plum blossoms all over the mountains and plains in the villa became more and more red against the firelight.
In an inconspicuous corner, the little girl hugged her knees and cried helplessly. Suddenly, a hand with a faint bamboo fragrance stretched out in front of her. "Follow me."
The little girl looked up, but his appearance could not be seen in the tears. But the faint fragrance of bamboo has been engraved in my heart ever since.
From then on, there was no more Plum Blossom Villa in the world.
Ten years later, she came to Meishan again. Over the years, she has worked hard to complete one task after another. Her name scares people in the world, but she just wants to get his eyes to stay even for a moment. But what is waiting is to be used again and again...
I don't love you anymore, time, you finally took away my once full admiration.
When she finally gave up and just wanted to live her life quietly. This young man whom she had never noticed laughed, revealed two delicate little pear dimples, and said to her: "Xuanji, I love you."