I wish you can fall in the laurel all year round and the autumn wind will be as usual year after year.
Jiang Chi suddenly fell into the wind of this small town. He is unruly, unruly, and was "exiled" to his grandma's house by his family. He is lonely in a way that others cannot understand.
Ran Zheng is the girl sitting quietly in the corner. He has a soft temper and doesn't talk much, but he is more stubborn than anyone else. She had congenital heart disease. Her medical records were hidden under her textbooks and she never let anyone help her.
He was familiar with her, was talkative and enthusiastic, and blatantly favored her.
She was too quiet and kept her heartbeat deep in her heart.
In my senior year of high school, cinnamon, red rope, hide and seek hidden behind the stage curtain.
She smiled and said: "When you come back, we will play again. I promise, you can't find me."
He thought it was just goodbye.
Later, he became a cardiac surgeon, and after more than ten years, he was finally able to cure her disease.
On the day the paper was published, he locked himself in the bathroom.
The faucet was on, making a gurgling sound.
The sweet-scented osmanthus in the small town is still blooming.
But no one told him which way to go.
The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and there is no return date for the rest of my life.
Intention: None