A Poet Who Doesn't Know How to Express Emotions

"Luo Yuebei, I wish we can see each other often and stay together year after year." The artist who was led by his mother met his own moon. The stars and the moon, love and hate are constantly intertwined. Which is more painful, separation or death? Chen Xingnan felt that it should be a farewell, because she couldn't even imagine that the person lived a good life. She would go to see her after three years of vigil, she thought, until she met Liu Fanyang and everything was broken. How come she looks more and more like her? How could she afford the boy's passionate love? How could she live with peace of mind? When will this life end?