Women, who are flesh and blood made of water, are the most beautiful beings in the world, but why are they always helpless victims? No matter it is a feudal country thousands of years ago or a harmonious society today, there is no way to escape the fate of losing money...
The turbid society has withered countless delicate and beautiful things that have not fully bloomed, and the torrent of time has swallowed up how many charming youths? The hibiscus flowers in the past have become heartbroken grass, washed away. Who can understand the bitter blood and tears buried in the crow's feet? Of course, their dazzle can also bring them a lifetime of wealth and wealth. After all, depravity is the simplest game in the world, but once it starts, it can never end... There is no intermission, and you can't abstain from halftime, because what you are pressing down is no longer multiple chips, but your entire life... Taking one step will mean you will never recover, not the Yangguan Avenue, or even the single-plank bridge. There is only a quagmire in front of you. If you fall into it, you will be unable to extricate yourself. How can you be allowed to be alone again? What is enriched is material, what is emptied is soul, which is more important and which is less important.
Which woman doesn't want to hold hands with the person she loves most and grow old together? But life is like a huge shackle, imprisoning these powerless lives and obliterating their most beautiful nightmares. Break free? The mantis arm is just a chariot. For the fall, is it the women who surrendered themselves to the fall, the men who changed their life trajectories, or this muddy world that should be blamed? Perhaps, we are all guilty.