The few shabby doors stood tightly shut. Du Qianqian walked over, intending to knock, but the door was not locked. She pushed with her hand, and it swung open., Creak, He was about to drink his tea when the door suddenly opened. He turned to look at this uninvited guest, and the sunlight spilling into the room fell just right across his face. He turned his head slightly. His peach-blossom eyes seemed to hold a pool of peach blossoms, bright, clear, and full of life. The corners of his lips lifted gently in an elegant, modest curve. He was like an immortal fallen from the heavens into the mortal world, untouched by earthly passions, pure and noble. "Miss, is something the matter?" His voice was rich and gentle, tinged with a hint of surprise.
In 1930, Du Qianqian gazed at He Shaolian, stunned. The sunlight was perfect, dust motes danced in the air, and they looked at one another, their dazzled gazes lingering and intertwining. From then on, for all their lives.
The male lead is inspired by Leslie Cheung's portrayal of the Twelfth Young Master in Rouge!
