Fu Mengqian felt that the relationship between her and Xu Xingzhi was the best form of love between two people.
It was something she had wanted to do for her whole life, and Xu Xingzhi had also wanted to do it.
But later, a man named Gu Qiao took her hand and told her he loved her.
But Fu Mengqian didn't want to.
Love is obviously a matter of two people. How can it be written by three people.
When she finally defeated the thoughts of the man named Gu Qiao with her own hands, she thought she could be with Xu Xingzhi.
Never separate again.
However, Gu Qiao died and Fu Nanhuai woke up.
Fu Nanhuai.
Her uncle, whose life had been hanging by a thread for thirty years, miraculously recovered.
She saw Fu Nanhuai.
Just one glance and she felt bad.
——It is obviously the love of three people, why can only two people grow old together.