It rained, and Zimo's heart also rained. She didn't know if this was fate.
When I saw him five years later, he was still the same handsome and attractive man. And she was already scarred and exhausted from running away from him. No matter how unwilling she was, leaving was her only choice. When she abandoned him cruelly, Zimo felt as if the world had collapsed. Whether his love is true or false, the past scenes are played out in his mind. Zimo closed her eyes in pain, and crystal tears kept pouring out under her long eyelashes. No, she doesn't want to recall the past. She would rather just remember those good memories, so that she can feel that there is still a trace of warmth in her heart.