It was Chinese Valentine's Day again, and there was such heavy rain. That day five years ago was the last time Fang Zhou saw him. At that funeral, the originally bright and dazzling person was like the dark and solemn clouds in the sky. He stood quietly in front of the tombstone, lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes full of brilliance, and his tears fell heavily on the lime floor.
Just one glance from a distance was the scar that lingered in Fangzhou's mind for a long time. Her guilt, fear, reluctance and helplessness made her decide that disappearing was the best reward for that person.
I'll give it a try, I hope everything goes well