The red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and I miss travelers who have traveled thousands of miles.
I am very old, very old, very old.
When I grow old, this world has nothing to do with me. When I grow old, I only remember one name - Yue'an.
My love, Lin Yue'an.
In just a few decades of life, all the beautiful scenery I have seen is nothing more than what it looked like back then...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
