Seventeen years old is the last spring Qi Kuo has.
A man stood under the peach tree and smiled at him and said
"I do like your name"
"... Why"
"Because... The beauty of peach blossoms shines brightly"
Twenty-four-year-old Qi Kui lay in a pool of blood covered with peach blossoms
I saw that person and called him Yaoyao.
Intention: It's hard to recover when water falls