"Lisianthus is silent, the vague excuse is wrapped in eternal love"
A person who didn't even recognize lisianthus at first later learned to express love in the language of flowers.
I was obsessed with Cantonese for a while in high school. I listened to a lot of Cantonese songs and got a lot of inspiration, so I recorded it and expanded it from one essay after another into a short article. I hope you all like it.
Jiang Qiuci is not the epitome of me. In this fast-paced era, I always expected to meet a handsome, rich and favored boy like Zhou Yuheng, but I am just one of tens of millions of ordinary people... So I borrowed their stories to satisfy my inner feelings. If two people truly love each other and work hard enough, can love transcend classes?
I'm also a little shaken by how it will end.
But after all, it is an idea left over from high school, so I still try my best to change it...
Intention: The better you are, the higher you will stand. You must learn to understand love. Love is great, but love is just love.
