The little butterfly had two families, and lost two family members because of it. From then on, he fell into the abyss, and there was no light again.
Xie Jing'an loves to laugh. She always sits there with a faint smile on her face, full of happiness. She will miss many, many things and many, many people until she can no longer remember them. She will always vaguely remember it, as if there were a few people who would pull her around, play with her, and coax her, but she can't remember it, and she doesn't want to think about it anymore...
Concept: Butterfly, ring, scarf, but no more of them