She, Hua Yehen, was his nominal adopted daughter, but he, Hua Shaluo, was a grain of cinnabar in her heart.
Hua Yehen's warm heart was moved once again, could she keep walking among the flowers and plants holding hands like this, watching all the flowers bloom and fade, the moon rising in the east and setting in the west? Hua Yehen reached out to take a falling petal and asked cautiously: "Aluo, can you stop calling yourself Ye'er's father? Ye'er feels that you are nothing like him."
He dotes on her to the core, but only hides his unique love for her. Little does he know that he has used his own blood to extend her life time and time again, and she has long been in his blood.
He, Nangong Lengyue, gave silently without asking for anything in return, just because his love for her absolutely followed her heart.
Little flower, keeping you in my heart is my only extravagant wish now. Whatever you want, whatever you love, whatever you are persistent in, I will realize for you. As long as you are happy from now on, as long as you are happy from now on.
And she, Xuanyuan Fengming, spent all her time just waiting for him to die.
The years have passed, and Fengming loves you the most in this life. If you don't marry in this life, I will never marry in this life. Fengming will wait for the day when your gold and stone will bloom. Even if you can't wait, there will be no regrets.
The grievances and hatreds in the world, and the pull of fate, finally made them understand that some love can be persisted, while some love needs to be let go to be fulfilled...