Carved red candles, soft mandarin duck tents.
Xu Chaoyin suddenly woke up on her wedding day to Gong Hexiao. She recalled that she had repeated what she saw before her thousands of times.
It turns out that she and the person in front of her did not grow old together.
"You promised me, but you can't go back on it."
Xu Chaoyin made a desperate move, but Gong Hexiao seemed to have all kinds of unspeakable secrets, and finally did not speak.
The tender words and promises of the past turned into sharp knives piercing Xu Chaoyin's heart.
When I woke up again, nothing had happened yet.
Gong Hexiao's old affection left Xu Chaoyin hesitant.
At this moment, "brother" Chi Shangsu, who used to treat her coldly, saves her from fire and water.
She didn't know that this was something Chi Shangsu had expected thousands of times.
"I've had too many times like this in the past, I've lost too many times... I just can't take it anymore."
Chi Shangsu still misses the unintentional touching of each other in the rain that year. The fleeting temperature is the hope he cherishes throughout his life.
Under the red sandalwood tree in the backyard of the mansion, the mysterious young man Qu Yanci was finally able to turn the fantasy he had fallen into countless times into the current reality.
He no longer just wanted a look back from her, he was becoming more and more greedy.
"Will you come with me?"
"No matter where it is, anywhere in the world."
Deep in this love, as long as Xu Chaoyin says a word, he is willing to accompany her.
Three young men, three love debts, each with their own thoughts, pressing on each other step by step.
The human mind has become a manipulated gamble.
Xu Chaoyin is walking on thin ice, mediating and walking, and the truth is hidden and hidden.
On the Sansheng Stone, it seems like a dream or an illusion. Whose love can be judged by heaven and earth and cannot be passed by the sun and the moon?
Intention: Loving heaven and earth is not as good as loving yourself
