In seven years, all Jia Yifei's pain and itch were annihilated in the flying dust in the sky. No matter how thorny it is, the rose placed in front of the tombstone will always be untouchable and delicate. It is a perfect ending for you and me. Mortal life must continue, and the youth in the memory is like an unforgettable wall, standing facing the north. Is it a collision or a thought?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
