A story inspired by a bet
The ghost abyss attracts dreams, the flower east leaves love, the ring is heavy and promises each other, Lang Huan holds hands
He turned around and wondered if there would be a young man sitting under the tree, thinking about the hope of that bright white horse.
As he moves forward, will he still wait for that person to look back and look at the apricot tree?
As a newbie, it is inevitable that the plot will not be handled well, so please bear with me.
In addition, absolutely HE!