She has never felt the beauty of spring and summer since she was born. In her memory, the indifference of autumn and the loneliness of winter seemed to leave her only darkness. No matter the seemingly sincere consolation or the tears that almost fell, they could not heal the bleeding wound in my heart... Only countless mournful moans at night.
He is an ordinary disciple from a poor family. His poor family background made him work twice as hard as others. It was the receiving season again, and just when he was rushing to the "ideal shore" with great expectations, he found that everything was illusive. Life is like a frame. Is your destiny in your own hands, or has everything been planned differently...
The playground, which has been gone for a long time, is still as blue as the sky. The transparent sunlight seemed to coat everything in the world with a layer of shining silver... They looked into the distance and listened to the sounds of nature. He looked at her and smiled: "Although fate has deprived you of your beauty, it has given you dreams and goods. Isn't this...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
