Love cannot repair the shattered mirror, and the cold wind blows off the plum blossoms in the snow.
At some point, a shop appeared in an inconspicuous alley in the capital.
It's called "Marriage".
If you slowly walk into this store, you will see a woman with a white veil over her eyes sitting in front of the counter, fiddling with the abacus in boredom, bowing slightly to you and showing a smile:
"Welcome, may I ask..." Her smile was a little weird, "Who are you in love with?"
He does whatever it takes, just to help others get married.
He has suffered countless injustices throughout the ages, only to be redressed for himself.