Love is like a gamble, what you think is impossible is more likely to happen than what you think is possible. Fu Zhi never believed this until she met him...
"Why don't you believe me once?" He woke up in the middle of the night, and his hysterical despair often lingered in his ears.
The deserted surroundings constantly reminded her of the tragic death of her relatives and the decline of her family. Even if her thoughts turned to ashes, they could not compete with the hatred in her heart.
The opposition in identity and position seems to give this mismatch a tragic ending. Whether it is a bad fate or a marriage, let's see where they go along the way.