The rose is so gorgeous, but who can see its thorns?
Taiwu, a proud and confident man, who can see the sharpness in his eyes?
Qingyi, a girl who loves fantasy and freedom, who can see how deep her love is?
They met at an age when they didn't know what love was;
They fell in love in their ignorant youth;
They parted, completely hurt by an unknown fate:
They met again, but fell in love again with a strange attitude;
No one knows who pulled the strings for marriage, and no one knows whether the strings will be riddled with knots, but I hope, Taiwu, you will cherish the lover you meet again. Even if you are sad and regretful, because you believe that no one can predict the future, you will hold that person's hand again, recall the past together, and face the happy time that belongs to each other in the future. Even if you cry, you will smile sweetly.