The moment she opened her eyes, the bloody storm of the past ten years stirred in Lu Anran's heart. The peach blossoms in the world were still there, but she was full of hatred and no longer innocent. The heartless man standing at the bow who had not yet become a devil, and the young man who traveled in the mountains and loved his whole life, when they stood at the crossroads of time again, how should Lu Anran choose...