On her thirtieth birthday, Wen Zhiyi returned to Beicheng, stood on the starry mountain with a sky full of sycamores, and sent Yan Xu a breakup message.
These six vigorous years were just her one-man show.
The love between her and Yan Xu was like a wasted start, everything was in vain.
If we had always met as we first met, would the ending have been different?
Yan Xu felt that Wen Zhiyi was sick. She seemed to be suffering from a serious illness that made her moan without pain. Once life began to go smoothly, she would start torturing him in a sad and sad way.
For example, now, the person who told him yesterday that he was going on a business trip and who was still in bed with him last night actually told him that he wanted to break up?
We can't always be the same as when we first met, otherwise the Oscar should be ours
Concept: The artistic but unhappy lady and her straight but not delicate Mr.