I am used to seeing the joys and sorrows around me, and I have seen through the separation and reunification of love. From the beginning of the lingering sadness, to the gradual discord, and finally to the separation. How long can the sweetness of love last, and how long can the heat of love burn? One example after another reminds Han Moxi. She originally thought that she would be alone in this life, and she would still have three meals a day, four seasons, financial independence and no worries, no quarrels and no betrayals, and she would be happy; maybe she was destined to be the best, and a fate would come quietly. She thought it was an "evil fate", but when her fate quietly changed, blessings and misfortunes turned, and the road ahead was waiting for her.
Intention: As long as you move forward bravely, you will always reap happiness