"Pei Xingyan, don't you like me?"
What can the moon do for butterflies?
Is it a redemption under the spotlight of the stage? Or is it numbing rejection and humiliation?
"I'll take you away."
"So you still want to lose face?"
"Don't you just want these? I've already given them to you."
But the butterfly can only get one chance of resurrection given by the moon.
Seeing each other after so many years, she gently replied, "No, it's love."
Intention: Tragedies will always happen, and malice will never disappear, but there will always be someone to fight against. Society should pay more attention to women.
