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After marrying the prince of Dingyang, everyone said that the Chang family was full of incense. Only Chang Ying knew that the person who had arranged for her to marry into the palace was none other than the Crown Prince of Dingyang. Crown Prince: Oops, I dropped my fan! Chang Yingyi: That fan you dropped is clearly out of your mind!

At the top of the waiting car, he lay on the steering wheel and cried in embarrassment. For a twenty-two-year-old boy, apart from anger, despair and crying, how else can he mourn the death of love. Is love ten years apart right or wrong? Can lovers who have been separated for ten years meet again? The deepest love for someone is to live like him, just like Feng Muyun ten years ago, and Lu Zifu ten years later. The topsy-turvy drama of life is truly unpredictable. Ten years may be an unavoidable disaster in Lu Zifu's life. When she came, he only thought that ten years was too short, like a distance that could be easily crossed in one step. After she left, he realized that ten years was so long, so long that her back had taken root in his heart. Ten years ago, in order to escape the tasteless engagement party, he hid by the window sill on the second floor, only to see her walking from a distance. From then on, everything around him turned into a wasteland...