Twelve years ago, nine-year-old Lin Zixiu became lonely and taciturn after a family change. Meeting the kind-hearted Mo Zhifei was his fate, his disaster, and his luck. He didn't know what love was, but after seeing the distance between the two, he understood the deep hatred.
Twelve years later, in a twist of fate, he married the girl who brought him hatred. His hatred lasted, but so did his love.
Like that sentence: Only when we love do we know that it is love,
Only when we hate do we realize that hate is also caused by love.
The fog is not fog, and the flowers are not flowers. Emotions are always confusing, but can he sort out the feelings in his heart? Get lasting happiness?