"Gu Huaiyuan, I like you from the first moment I saw you."
He stood under the boundless starry sky in the west, his figure as tall as a pine, but his tone was colder than the snow in the Qilian Mountains: "Shen Qing, don't waste the enthusiasm of volunteers on people who shouldn't be there."
After three years of secret love and one year of online chatting, she traveled thousands of miles and only received a cold rejection from him.
She didn't know that after he turned around, the blood he coughed up stained the pile of office paper late at night.
She also didn't know that those vampire-like parents were using her future as a bargaining chip to blackmail him.
Later, he was buried in the western loess where he had struggled for half his life. When she heard the news, she just smiled: "How could a person like him die?"
It wasn't until she was sorting out her belongings that she dug out a treasured photo with familiar handwriting on the back -
"My sun, may you never know darkness."
