Jiang Jiyue wanders around in her mind every day. It seems that the person is still there, but actually he has been gone for a while.
-To be, or not to be. That is the question. (Nod)
Thoughts were like balloons, tying up every hair of her hair, pulling her scalp, and carrying her in the air, letting the wind and rain beat her.
One day, a man with scissors came and cut all the tangled knots in half.
-What are you talking about? Do you want to try the newly opened noodle stall?
That person's name is Gu Zaiyang.
*The road is long and long... The weather is not bad today.
*Pure love is the highest!
Mission: Let's live happily.
