Flower Protector

A symphony of pots and pans, the song ends and everyone disperses. He just walked into my life. He took good care of me so carefully. Maybe he is as unlucky as me, maybe he has the same fate as me, maybe, maybe it is because of these that he sympathizes with me. He spared neither physical strength nor energy. Oh, he must be like this after suffering. I looked at him gratefully, trying not to get him into trouble. I just remember my own world countless times. Blow, play, play, and sing to express your depression over and over again. Perhaps, there are many such companions on the road of life. Why! Another person came and agreed not to separate. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.