Several plum blossoms grow in a corner, blooming alone in the bitter cold.
From afar, you know they are not snow, for their faint fragrance drifts on the breeze.
Shen Linghan was a woman like a plum blossom: noble, proud, and unyielding. Perhaps Heaven had long ago laid out a life full of hardship for her, leaving her with a mark that symbolized her resilience.
She had only herself, so she never placed her hopes in anyone else. If no one will see your tears, why shed them? Even after meeting Zhan Yixiao, the man who changed her life, she still bore everything alone, just to leave the people she cared about in peace.
Grudges, love, and hatred, none of it went according to plan, and Shen Linghan never imagined how things would end. But fortunately, there was one person who never abandoned him.
