Flower of the Other Shore

Xia Mohe lost her father when she was 3 years old, and her mother when she was 9 years old. She lived for many years because of their words: "Mo'er, you must be strong..." At the age of 15, in the summer when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, they seemed destined to leave sadly. Their encounter was as wonderful and beautiful as a drama. The pen wrote their story like this, contracted love, sadness, despair, and abandonment spread crazily in their feelings. One is the person she loves, and the other is the person who loves her. Standing at the fork in fate, hesitating... "I'm really tired... Feng, forgive me for being selfish..." "From now on, we have nothing to do with each other..." "As long as I see you happy, I will be happy. So, Xia Mohe, it doesn't matter whether you love me or not, as long as you live well!" "I beg you, leave him and stop pestering him. I really love her so much, do you know?" The love between the four people was forever entangled. Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and the youthful and frivolous childhood was like a cloud of smoke. The cherry blossoms are flying and the sun is dazzling. They had to sigh: fate is really funny...