After the heroine was forced to resign from her job, she traveled alone to Dali for the first time and met an exotic man named Ai Run in an inn.
Dali in late April is picturesque, with a blue-black night sky, flowing clouds close in front of you, and egrets flying by. Everything is intoxicatingly beautiful.
When I met Airun, her quiet and leisurely appearance complemented the quiet and beautiful Dali.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
