Yi Xiaochun's Love

I was walking alone on the streets of Tokyo. The cherry blossoms were not yet blooming and people were coming and going. My wishes were frustrated again and again. I flipped through my phone frequently, hoping for Qianli's voice like silver bells to announce the good news to me. It had been three days and I still hadn't rented an apartment... I guess it would be a short story... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.