A secret history, a secret treasure, love has no weight anymore.
A flower blooms in the girl's heart, only to be hurt by others.
The grievances and grievances of the previous generation are already bitter, so why do we want to go back to the old ways?
Chance is inevitable, everything has cause and effect, and it is already destined.
That day, the flowers bloomed on the street and the spring breeze was intoxicating. It is difficult to get drunk with love and wine.
Your last thoughtful thought has become a curse that I can't escape for the rest of my life.
From then on, in the same room, between black and white, we played the dangerous game of chess together.
Destined to come to three lives, where is the destination?
Love created an era, it only caused all the dust at that time.