When she met him, she was four years old and he was only five years old. He was abandoned by his parents. She picked him up from the mud, bathed him, fed him soup, stuffed him with books, and encouraged him to be his teacher. Because he imitated other street boys to smoke opium, she slapped his palms in full view of the public and only talked to him. He said: "Don't be a bad person, be a good person." Even though fate separates him, he still remembers that under the plum blossom tree in the vast snow sea, a girl younger than him held a ruler and said seriously: "Don't be a bad person, be a good person." But it became the criterion for all behaviors in my heart from now on. More than ten years later, he was a well-known major general in Suzhou City, but she became the popular singer who lived in the city that night. They were connected again by a dream, a desire, a premeditated blood feud, and a marriage contract.