When they met, they only had each other's light in their eyes.
He was her unexpected heartbeat, and she was his cautious preference. The temperature of passionate love almost melted all the edges of reality. Until the dusty old photo album was opened, grandpa pointed at the person in the photo and said solemnly: "This is our family's enemy, his grandson, you can't love him."
The sweetness is frozen in an instant, and the deep affection in the past is suddenly marked as "taboo". It turns out that from the root, they are on opposite ends of the feud. Should they let go and admit defeat, or should they hold on to each other's hand and fight their way out of the old hatred of their ancestors?
Intention: Break the barriers of feud and start a two-way journey