Meng Jiangli met someone when he was young, fell in love with him, and never forgot him.
It's a pity that this person is heartless. He likes her but doesn't love her.
This person is Feng Hanxue.
At that time, when he was young, Meng Jiangli lost everything for this man.
A child, a future, and a heart.
The man told him, "Let's separate. It's too shameful for you to make trouble like this."
Later, when Meng Jiangli hated him the most.
This man fell from the top of his power.
Meng Jiangli thought this was retribution.
But, that's how people are.
She wanted to laugh at him, trample on him, just like he did to her.
But in the end, I can't bear it.
Then accompany this person all the way from Jiangcheng to Shaocheng, to Shenzhen, and then to Paris.
They walked through one city after another and changed houses after one.
They are wandering around the world, leaving their hometowns. They don't know where they will be tomorrow.
Meng Jiangli looked at Feng Hanxue beside him. Maybe with him here, he could be at home everywhere.
She thought this was the end of her life.
Until that day, she exposed his lies.
"Ali." Feng Hanxue called her name, but didn't know what to say, but Meng Jiangli kept smiling, silent and distant.
Meng Jiangli handed the umbrella to Feng Hanxue, "Can you hold the umbrella for me?"
Feng Hanxue took the umbrella and hit it on top of her head. Then she pushed away the umbrella An Jieru handed over and was left alone in the rain.
The rain instantly wet his clothes.
Meng Jiangli took off the glove on his right hand, slapped him hard on the face, and then put the glove back on.
Feng Hanxue stood up straight, without moving or letting others come forward.
Meng Jiangli took his umbrella from his hand, said to him, "Thank you." Then turned around.
Before leaving, he said, "After all these years, I finally learned how to be a decent person, but Feng Hanxue, if I give you dignity, who will give me dignity?"
Everyone looked at the elegant woman, walking gracefully and slowly walking out of the crowd.
Feng Hanxue, it turns out that even after so many years. I still can't have you.
"Meng Jiangli, those eight years were yours, weren't they mine? How do you know that I don't love you? Maybe I'm just afraid of losing you?"
The first year after Meng Jiangli left, Feng Hanxue frantically looked for her
The second year after Meng Jiangli left, Feng Hanxue almost traveled all over the world
Ah Li, no matter how many years you leave, I will spend the rest of my life looking for you and telling you.
I love you.
Concept: The mermaid has lost its tail and walks on a knife's edge every day. Whose heart should the witch's dagger pierce? The prince loves the princess, the invisible mermaid tears, who should keep the broken promise?