Jingmu Yao was always so hesitant, until the summer passed and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell, and she even became drowsy, until the winter in Xuancheng was so freezing that her life was always on standby. Perhaps she herself was like the chilling winter, making people feel cold and unable to get close to her. But Shen Wang really wanted to ask her: "Why are you hesitating?" Or "If you continue to hesitate like this, our parting will come early."
The girl's black hair is still there, but it is not enough to cut off the hazy unfinished love.
Maybe it's inferiority complex, maybe it's fear, or maybe it's because you think you're untouchable.
Her heart was as high as the sky, but it was not enough to touch the eyes she was looking at.
Concept: Their hearts are as white as paper, even if they are wrinkled, they are still clean and clear