In those missed years, the beautiful crape myrtle flowers bloomed in the northern desert, but they were deserted, reincarnation of spring and summer.
There are shadows in everyone's life, but if these shadows are missing, how can we know that we are standing in the light. In the years, there are always some long past events worth looking back on, stirring people's hearts, and there are no complaints or regrets on the road.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
