If Fallen Leaves Could Be Heard

Do you believe that there are two very similar people in the world? When the leaves were falling, Lin Xian met the person he longed for at the book signing that he was looking forward to. I never thought that fate would tightly entwine the two of them a few years ago. The passage of time and the distance. Can a memory be forgotten just by not mentioning it? "Jiang Yunsheng, thank you for saving yourself from the fire and water." "Lin Xian, can I win your favor again now?" The things you don't know are hidden in your heart until the clouds clear and the moon shines.