On a windy and rainy day in February, the year is passing under the green peach trees. There are still three thousand trees with red leaves, not as bright as one in early spring.
If it weren't for the pull of that passionate butterfly, perhaps their lives would have always been two parallel lines, never intersecting, and there will never be any intersection. However, time has played a trick on people, and God's hand is everywhere. When they meet, it is a destiny, whether it is marriage or abuse!
If he hadn't met her, he might just be a little beggar on the roadside; if he hadn't met him, she might have always been the treasure in his father's hand; if he hadn't met her, he might still have been a playboy, confused but happy. However, fate tied them tightly together. From then on, he was the water in her life, sweet and cool, and he was the fire in her life, hot and warm, indispensable and unable to coexist!
The floating world plays tricks on people, the delicate clouds play tricks, we meet under the green peach tree, the love in the past life and this life is strong, and the drunkenness cannot be dissolved by the years; love, hate, anger, and foolishness, there are three thousand dreams, but the love is deep and the relationship is shallow. If we are fellow travelers in the world, how can we not forget the sea and the river!
She loves him, a love that melts into life, a love that merges with blood, but she also hates him, like a thousand arrows piercing her heart!
The intertwining of love and hate, the fusion of love and desire, whether there is more love or more hatred, where will their ending be?
Jing Mo, Xiao Mushan, Ying Li, three misplaced lives, what kind of wonderful performance will they perform? Will the three secrets that have been sealed for decades be filed and peeled at the moment they are revealed? Will the dead be at ease, and can the living be at ease?