Amber Winter

Xiaowu's 40th birthday is coming soon, but she can't remember the last time she celebrated her birthday. At night, she tried hard to recall the past of this forty-year-old, and she also touched the sleeping child's face and looked forward to the future. The colorful colors of life are fair to everyone, black is black and white is white. Along the way, Xiaowu finally lived a life of understanding. In this world, you have come, walked, cried, laughed, been separated, and reunited, but you are still lonely. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.