It was the summer solstice again, and Fu Wei returned to that place with memories of his childhood. The banyan trees by the river were still lush and lush. But when he stepped into the old photo studio and the two met again, he realized that he was the only one left behind more than ten years ago.
But who would really be willing to do so?
Like fate, their lives were intertwined again.
Fu Wei was annoyed, held her hand, and said in a low voice: "Do you really think I am some little white rabbit?
If you don't like it, why bother with me? Huh? "
