I Love You, Even If Time Is Messy

The crushing love on the other side. A misunderstanding, a thousand years of separation. Who was who in the past and who was wrong now are all different. Destiny has no map, love and hate have no fences, but the intruding soul will inevitably produce strange flowers. One day, they forgive each other and try to forget, but the growth rings on God's face help them remember it. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ [An unruly man] A thousand years ago, he was a humble painting boy. A thousand years later, he is the Shaotong of the Lin family with a net worth of tens of billions. It's not that he failed to remember her, but that he couldn't forgive her. Hatred is a thorn, longing is a poison, and his heart has been worn hard and sharp by time... Lin Muqing: Who is Fang Qi? Who is Mo Yuan? I am Lin Muqing, I don't know you. [Gentle and flawless woman] Thousands of years ago, she was the daughter of the prime minister, and a thousand years later she was a penniless, disabled and mute woman; she had committed mass murder for him and suffered torture in the underworld for him. Nostalgia is a rope, waiting is a curse, her dreams are stretched by the distance and become flexible and long... Ging Guo: It's not your fault for misunderstanding me, it's your fault for meeting me and loving me. [Shadow of no hesitation] Thousands of years ago, he was a noble prince, and a thousand years later, he is the son of a powerful provincial governor; because he has no way to save himself, he would rather destroy the city gate and destroy the fish in the pond. Desire is a spear, persistence is a shield, his soul is carved with blood and tears until it hurts and makes him willing... Shen Yun: What if I told you that I died by your sword on purpose? [The wife in name only] Thousands of years ago, she was cannon fodder at the end of the war. Thousands of years later, she is an infatuated shrew whose father has abandoned her mother. Whoever is willing to fight with an iron horse will never expect flesh and blood to be shed. Lingering is sorrow, dependence is devil, her soul is folded and whirling by joy and coolness... Jiang Ruruo: I hate you. I hate your history, your last name, everything about you! [Ruoyouruowu's name] Thousands of years ago, he was a silent gravel. A thousand years later, he is a tiny dust that comes and goes in a hurry; he appears in the sea of ​​people and disappears in the sea of ​​people. Pity is true, letting go is kind, his feelings are wiped clean and bright by sincerity... Chen Yanxuan: Whether you care or not, there is someone in this world who loves you very much. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ In the kingdom of love, some are gods, some are Buddhas, some are Tao, some are monsters, some are demons, some are ghosts, and some are just human beings. However, regardless of the variety or variety, they all regard love as the first and last refuge. There is no question of whether it should or should not be done, and whether it is worth it or not. There is only one measure... Whether you are willing or not. Thank you to everyone who came to read the article, and thank you to every friend who has given several times of support! This article is a bit rough, and the story is confusing and tortuous. But several times promise that every character will get the happy ending they deserve. I hope we can all find ourselves and our lasting heartbeat in the article.