Zhiweijinhaitang

Begonias are falling all over Huaizhou in spring, but no one knows the traces in my heart. Shen Zhiwei lived for fifteen years, abiding by his family's teachings, hiding his incompetence in peace, and acting as docile and sensible as possible. She is the humblest person in the aristocratic family circle, the target for everyone's wanton venting, and the shadow that Su Wanrou uses to set off her worth. Only for Xiao Yanci, there is a small and hot heartbeat that I dare not express openly. The sincerity of her best friend is a joke that others watch with cold eyes; the secret thoughts that she cherishes are the bargaining chip for others to make fun of. The spring is false and the heart is cold. Gentleness is her armor and her shackles. When Begonia is reduced to ashes and the ice is broken, she will turn against the wind and live up to herself and her original intention.