After three years in prison, Cheng Qiyue thought Li Bacheng would let her go, but the rose that appeared in the basement was so dazzling. Fortunately, in these difficult days, there was a rose every day as comfort.
Maybe Li Baicheng himself didn't know why he insisted on sending Cheng Qiyue a rose every day. He thought he was just pitying her. In fact, a rose called love was blooming quietly.
"Li Baicheng, let me go..."
Intention: sadness