Is she a flowery weaver girl with water sleeves, or a young and beautiful young man? The deserted and cruel Xiaoyaohou plays with flowers and is unrestrained. Is that uncontrollable heartbeat for her or for him?
Hatred and love all turned into an erotic dream. When he woke up from the ultimate joy, the coldness on his pillow reminded him that the tenderness he felt all night long was just a vain dream. But the faint fragrance seemed to tell him that it was not that simple.
