Meng Fei died at the age of twenty-nine, in his prime, on a sunny morning, just like the year he first met Luo Huangxuan.
It was a bright morning when two equally gloomy girls met. From then on, the world was no longer lonely and they became each other's salvation.
"Luo Ayu, I like you, I really really like you." I have liked you for a long, long time...
"Luo Ayu, I wish you a happy wedding! I hope you will be happy in the years to come!"
"Luo Ayu, I'm sorry! I told you that I would stay with you forever, but I have to break my promise."
"Luo Ayu, remember to wait for me in the next life, wait for me to marry you!"
