I have spent my whole life sketching your eyebrows, and my memory of you is like breathing, day and night, but missing you stings my breath, and my writing wrinkles my memory. I have been searching for you all my life, but I can never find you...
Ever since she was a teenager, Lin Youning opened the door and knocked on Leng Chengxiao's closed heart.
"If the spring breeze does not overcome the calamity of lovesickness, what joy will there be in being born without you?"
In this life, I was wanted by time, put a bounty on my head by love, and finally exiled by memories until I was covered with bruises...
