"Looking at Zhu Chengbi thinking a lot, looking haggard and fragmented, I remember you."
Everything happened like a drama, and the familiarity when we met turned out to be destiny.
He, Huo Qubing, was young and promising, a generation of genius, rising to greatness. She was an orphan girl with an ill-fated fate. She had a beautiful appearance, a wealth of knowledge and a strong memory, and she was not worthy of being a man.
The destined encounter, the destined parting, behind the secluded room, there is a different kind of perfection.