The breeze is clear, the moon is bright, the setting sun is round, things are different and people are in different places. Willow leaves, river water, butterflies flying, when the world is far away.
She had a peerless appearance, but a trick of fate made her depend on others. She does not have alluring looks, but the dust of time has destined her to be loved by thousands of people. When they meet that gentle man at the same time... How will the fate of the three be charted? Is it betrayal or fulfillment of oneself? The direction in my heart was lost in the mist, and I fell into a point of no return.