I remember those days, on the banks of the Wangchuan River, flowers were blooming on the other side, and she was just a small stone on the riverside. Watching him walking across the clouds from the horizon, the fire of fate seemed to be ignited inadvertently. Is love in the past life a coincidence or destiny? This article tells the funny + bitter love story between a somewhat natural Jade and a handsome and arrogant dragon. Don't force the author to write copy. . . . . .