A sad song in the cold autumn,
Sit on the path in the deserted garden and watch the rain.
The sky is filled with dead leaves and butterflies flying,
When I look back, I have already met.
——"Withered Leaves"
The setting sun is intoxicating and the autumn wind plays with the withered willows.
The sky is filled with dead leaves and dancing butterflies,
It is the butterfly of withered leaves,
Or like a butterfly withered leaves?
I thought it was a simple time travel, but later I discovered that I had been indelibly tied to this world for a long time.
Xue Xue's words: I accidentally opened a new pit. This is a father-son love story that takes place in the past. There is no conspiracy or intrigue. This is a sweet Qingshui novel [probably] If you don't like it, please click on the little cross above.
Note that this is a pit, please be careful if you want to jump! ! !
Because I am a student living on campus, the update time is uncertain. Please forgive me. [Bow silently]