Farewell Two Subway Stops Away

One or two, no fate after all Last year, today, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze The second part of the micro-novel, the plot follows the first part Fate turns out to be evil fate Concept: Adapted from reality, the ending follows reality