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Ten years of purgatory can never extinguish the fire in my eyes. When Lin Yanzhou returned with a new face, his former enemy was standing at the top of fame and fortune - his uncle Lin Zhenghong was in charge of the business empire that should have belonged to him. Shen Ruowei looked like a winner, wearing a necklace inlaid with his mother's relics. He changed his name to Jiang Ye and picked up the knife from the dust. First, cut off the Shen family's financial path, and then tear off the Lin family's painting, stepping on the opponent's flesh and blood every step of the way. The conspiracies hidden in the champagne glasses at charity dinners and the dirty deals in late-night secret conversations have all become knives in his hands. But when the frost blade of revenge approached his heart, he discovered that there was a colder truth hidden in the "accident" that year - Shen Ruowei's tears may not be fake, his uncle's fear had other reasons, and everything he learned in prison might be a plot laid out by others. Holding the knife, he stood between the enemy's bones and the fog of people's hearts, not knowing who the knife should stab in the end.

Before her rebirth, she mistakenly showed her sincerity and helped him become a powerful minister and ascend to a high position, but in exchange, his whole family was punished and she died unjustly. After Nirvana and rebirth, she returns with hatred, and she will definitely let those who have betrayed her heart feel the heartache. But why is this powerful ex-husband different from the memory? She set up a trap for revenge, but he joined her; she tried to avoid her, but he pressed on her step by step. The court was turbulent, and the house was undercurrent. In the game of power and love and hate, she gradually realized that the truth back then might not be that simple... A revenge that breaks the situation after rebirth, a misplaced and entangled love and hatred, let's see how she breaks through Nirvana in this ancient power network of love, and earns her own true belonging.

From a small southern town in 2008 to a prosperous city in 2023, the love between Lin Yan and Shen Yizhou runs through youth and growth. In high school, transfer student Shen Yizhou was rebellious, but gradually opened his heart while getting along with Lin Yan. Sharing umbrellas in the heavy rain, sketching in the studio, listening to songs in the corner of the playground, young feelings quietly take root. But family changes and the helplessness of reality caused the two to separate at the station and lose contact. From college to when they first entered the society, they had their own ups and downs in different cities. When they met again, they had been separated by time and misunderstanding. Shen Yizhou has someone else by his side, and Lin Yan is also pursued by senior Wen Wen. Faced with realistic pressure and emotional entanglements, the two missed each other again and again, and their love was buried deep in their hearts. Many years later, fate brought them together again. Shen Yizhou returned to China to recuperate due to aid in construction, and Lin Yan returned to the small town due to work. The throbbing of the past was reawakened, but the pain of the past and the obstacles of reality still stood in front of them. Can they resolve their misunderstandings, overcome many difficulties, and regain their former love? What will be the final outcome of this love that spans ten years?

In the summer when he was sixteen, the plum rain soaked the green bricks of the old alley and softened Lin Xiaoman's childhood. When the demolition bulldozers rolled over the moss-covered walls, she clutched a sketchbook full of old locust trees and watched the sunflowers on her grandfather's grave being crushed into the mud - those were the last roots of her and her grandmother in this world. Chen Nianshen's appearance was like a sudden thunderstorm. He is the son of a developer and a symbol of "ruining everything", but he always smokes silently in the corner of the studio, watching her paint the ruins with the paint she picked up. He led her to escape the gangsters, stood as a silent shadow in front of her grandmother's hospital bed, and even secretly planted a thin locust sapling on the ruins of the demolition site. Pain is the entangled root: she hates his last name, but she is greedy for the red bean bread he handed her; he is afraid that she will see the wound, but he can't help but play sad tunes for her in the studio late at night. When grandma's wicker chair was empty, when the secrets in the iron box came to light, and when the newly planted locust saplings sprouted green buds on the ruins, they finally understood: some losses are destined to be irrecoverable, but the moss will spread over the old window sill, like all the unspoken tenderness, quietly covering the scabbed past. This is a story about demolition and retention, hate and forgiveness. In the humid rainy season in the south, two teenagers who were nailed to the same ruins by fate used each other's scars to warm themselves. In the collapsed past, they slowly grew the courage to move towards the future.