When he was buried, Wen Yue unfolded a note. It was a poem that Xia Wu bought from Wen Yi that year. Except for the first time when it was randomly stuffed, it was well kept and placed in a notebook.
The first time she watched it, she felt that it had little to do with her. The second time she watched it, she felt that they had such a friendship in childhood. The third time, this time in front of his grave, she felt that this might be the sum of everything between them, the sum of everything.
Purpose: live a healthy life and face your destiny
