Dilute pain with the grand world and feel happiness with small things
It was like drinking a big glass of ice water between us, and it took a long time to turn into tears.
When Xia Qian was 17 years old, all the malice poured into her. She had been searching for her father's love for 17 years, but why did she find it in Chen Zhou? Who is wrong in all this? "Chen Zhou, my good medicine. Chen Zhou, my poison." She longed for the warmth of his palm and his embrace. "Chen Zhou, I don't want anything else, can you just stay with me like this?" Xia Qian just wants a warm embrace and a shoulder to rely on, and she may not be able to get these in her life.
Intention: You sink the boat, I dive