I came to Jiangnan Town again and thought of my old friends...
I still remember that in the Xiaoxiang Tower, the moon was dressed in white;
Remember, I know and cherish each other.
What does the young man look like now?
"Sir, let's go. Don't let the cold air enter your body."
The maid in blue was holding a lotus-patterned umbrella, gently persuading this man who had long since lost his soul in this small town.
The man finally nodded and agreed.
Conception: