They were originally indistinguishable, parallel lines that could never cross, but the encounters in life were full of mysteries of a different kind.
Falling in love with someone is neither expected nor within your control. What can you do if your heart is close to you?
Since you have fallen in love with someone you cannot love, should you give without complaint, accompany him silently, be happy with his happiness, grieve with his sadness, or should you resolutely let go and watch from a distance? The contrast between reality and the gap in status is cruel and real.
I thought she was just a little maid who took care of her grandfather. She was nothing compared to the women around her who were from well-known families, dignified, graceful and beautiful. But when did you start losing your heart? Should he keep his mind and lock her out of his heart, or should he follow his heart's choice and love her well?
On the one hand, there is the misery of being unable to love and abandoning her, and on the other hand, there is the infatuation that cannot be reciprocated and cannot be refused. How to choose is the best final destination for her? Was it too late for him to wake up?
Time passes, things change and people change. Where should they go?