The person I love is not my lover.
When I had no choice but to marry a strange man, all I could do was to become his favorite.
However, after only three days of marriage, he pointed at another woman and told me: "This is the love of my life!"
Looking at the beautiful smile of that peach blossom, I secretly swore: Mr. Husband, I will definitely become your favorite woman.
After fighting again and again, why does my heart care about him more and more?
When everything falls silent, who calls me by the Naihe Bridge?
After two reincarnations, the years are too long. Who owes whom?