The story I originally wrote, which has been in the dust for a long time, was kept in a boudoir where no one knew it - I felt it was unfair to the story itself. I always feel that the story itself has life and soul. I always feel that those people and things exist, either far away or right around us...
A story about the grudges, conspiracy and love, faith and power of wealthy families...
The melancholy and beautiful psychiatrist Mi Sha meets Cai Yuhong, a patient with handsome appearance and child-like mind. Love always comes unexpectedly, but where will this spark-like feeling go in the face of reality, family affection, conspiracy and power? The truth is revealed layer by layer. Who is the mastermind behind the scenes? Who is innocent? Who is innocent? Whose hands are already dripping with blood? Can we, please, go back to that innocent age...