A person only loves once in his life. It is lucky to find it, and it is regretful to miss it. But which time is the true love? I am afraid that even the person involved cannot tell clearly. Only after it is truly unforgettable can you understand.
The sky is blue, so blue represents purity; the sea is blue, so blue appears broad; she is blue, but this blue is melancholy.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
