I love snow and mowing grass very much, it is beautiful and tragic. The slender stems, round petals, and endless blooming flowers. Blooming after the snow, dying before the snow melts, this is a curse and a fate. Because it is short-lived, we can only choose to put all our efforts into glory. This is a commitment, a commitment to life. Flowers carrying curses and promises struggle to bloom amid contradictions, fragile and charming. To die in the extreme is like snow cutting grass. He loves it as he loves himself
Jun Zhi: Looking back suddenly, all the mistakes I made are no match for that person's words. It's better to go back.
Prajna: Maybe one day, you will understand that for some people, even if they are terminally ill, even if they are no longer the same, even if they are dead, they will never disappear in her heart.
Nian: Not everyone can find someone worth protecting, but if you find someone, let's start the process of destruction.
If you can't grant me thousands of honors and give me all the abilities, then it's better to leave me alone. What I want is omnipotence, either ability or freedom.