Like a wounded rabbit, it runs wherever there is warmth.
This is Qi Yue in the words of a stranger many years later.
First love is beautiful, but Qi Yue's first love is bitter and even a conspiracy horror drama.
The beginning of such a love seems to be doomed for Qi Yue's unsatisfactory love path.
This book records several men Qi Yue met after she got through the disaster of her first love.
There are lovers and confidants, happiness and pain, sincerity and deception.
No matter what, these are the five-flavor bottles of youth.
Is the love of holding hands and growing old together a fairy tale?