It was a turbulent and turbulent era, with national righteousness, life and death, and the lingering, soul-stirring, independent and beautiful love staged by gifted scholars and beauties. But she never thought that one day, she would go against the clock. , in the flames of war, I met that dazzling man in the secular world. Marriage may have been destined long ago. Among thousands of people, I met by chance. It is a pity to meet the right person at the wrong time; To meet the wrong person is misfortune; to meet the wrong person at the wrong time is cruel; to meet the right person at the right time is fate. Heroes and beauties, falling in love in troubled times, is it destined not to be smooth? Is it regret or Fate? After several separations and reunions, can we find a good time and beauty? Is it misfortune or cruelty?