The young master who sought refuge in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River met a gloomy and indifferent shopkeeper.
Wen Xi fell in love with Cheng Buyu the first time she saw him, like a beam of light that separated her dark world with a strong gesture.
At that time, my aunt said, "She is not living, she just can't give birth or live."
They met again many years later. At this time, Cheng Buyu could chat with people, cook for himself and occasionally make jokes. He was no longer the solitary person who only had himself seven years ago. She was really listening to him, eating well, sleeping well, and living a good life, but her eyes were still empty, and she was still so lonely.
Motto: Life is hard, but you can never go wrong if you stick to it