So, I miss my old friend. After seeing all the peach trees that day, Si Gu seemed to remember what he looked like as a child. At that time, there was also a garden at home, with the shadows of sisters playing, father and brother shooting arrows, and mother embroidering under such a beautiful peach tree. A butterfly landed on the silk handkerchief and stayed there for a long time. When he was ten years old, Sigu went with his mother to a temple outside the city to burn incense, and met a handsome gentleman. The man looked like a teenager, tall and handsome, but not enchanting. He had a masculine look. Who would have thought that this would last a lifetime. Because of this man, I have been in dire straits and endless torture all my life.