Fusang, she has her own ambition, she wants to go her own way, but what she doesn't know is that behind her, there will always be that look like the sun in the sky, the sunset after the rain, watching her.
Two people missing each other and being showered with snow at the same time can be regarded as growing old together in this life.
(I have changed my mind. After I finish writing this, I will start writing about The Hobbit. I want to write the story between Thranduil and Fuso, but I have to wait until I finish writing this before opening the second volume.)
