As people walk through the years, they see all the dust, the rising and falling sun, just like the blooming flowers in the last breath of the years. The withering of everything at this moment has long been a necessary process in everyone's life. Who is still sighing in place, and who will lament the unhappy fate?
All living beings cannot escape fame and fortune. Under the peach blossom tree, a murder is slowly unfolding. Ten years later, he returned with revenge, turning the clouds upside down and setting off stormy waves. When the truth was gradually revealed, what choice should he make when facing her?