My Bride of Turgut

More than ten years ago, a young and ignorant love was destroyed before it even sprouted. Life was so cruel that the gentle and sunny boy fell into a nightmare. After more than ten years of daily spiritual salvation and an ascetic-like life, he has become stern and his heart is as gray as ashes. When the sun shines again, a seed quietly sprouts in my heart. He felt like he was alive again, loving and being loved. He went all out, feeling happiness, and looking forward to the future, but he didn't expect... Falling into hell again, he could only numb his nerves with alcohol, facing the bright moon in the sky, heartbroken Why? Life, can you be more ruthless?