My 26-Year-Old Female Tenant: Meteor Memories

Planes fly across the sky, the city in the sky. When I met her for the first time, the gears of fate began to rotate. From then on, there was a pure figure in that city in the sky. I said she was a woman from that city, and she smiled and handed me the bouquet of roses. ... Just thinking about it many years later, she seemed destined to be a passerby who was destined to get off the car in this life, and I was also destined to be a silent passerby after she met by chance. Her name is Jane Wei, simple Jane, rose-like Wei. At this moment, I am missing you in the night in a foreign land, getting further and further away...