One person's flowers bloom, but no one cares.
On whose heart did the red rose bloom and become an eternal cinnabar mole?
Whose window did the white rose plant, and became the moonlight in front of the bed in the dream?
Three heroines, three lives, entanglements, love and hatred?
Who says eighteen-year-olds don't understand love? The person you fall in love with at the age of eighteen is the love of your life!
A woman is destined to not escape love in her life. Good love makes a woman successful, but bad love destroys her life.
I'm waiting for you here, where are you looking at me?