Use one sentence to describe Xia Qingke's love for Jiang Sheng: "I have loved you for eight years in life, and I have loved you forever in death." Their love is easy to see and hide, and it is better to love silently. After the car accident, Jiang Sheng would put chrysanthemums on the pagoda to commemorate Xia Qingke every Sunday. Perhaps God showed mercy, and Xia Qingke's soul wandered for three days, and then I realized that she also liked me.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
