Lu Jinyu often has a dream. In the dream, she is walking on a wide road, surrounded by deserted people. There is only her and the road under her feet.
Looking forward, there is no end of the road; looking back, there is no one to accompany you.
After falling asleep again, when I woke up, everything had changed.
[A delicate-minded, quirky rich lady✖️Severely ill mother, domestically violent father, gentle and innocent him]
"People are just like the sycamore tree. It can barely stand upright even if its heart is empty. In fact, it may not survive a certain winter and it will wither."
"It's already a great thing not to fall down easily."
