The autumn wind is bleak, and it is the time when the flowers are falling.
I send my message to Han Xing, what is Yuan Yu doing?
In the vast smoky night, fireworks bloomed and shone across the sky. In the vast sea of people, Han Zhao saw the young man opposite him with a smile as bright as a flower, and put him into a corner of his heart. After watching the bright fireworks, Luo Yuan realized that he had already lost his way among the crowd. After feeling lost for a moment, Luo Yuan raised his head and smiled at the boy opposite. However, at this moment, he saw Luo Yu and the housekeeper anxiously looking for him not far away. While Han Zhao was still immersed in that smile, he didn't realize that the young man had left. All that is left is the white figure...