I often hear people lament that the best relationships are in the ivory tower, when they don't care about gains and losses, and are willing to give and wait. But in fact, life has always been cruel. Even on the university campus, love has thousands of withering postures. Just like the character Lin Xiu said in the article, life is like a ripe persimmon, with a bright and attractive appearance. Once broken, it turns out to be bloody reality and chaos.
This is a story about ordinary people. The characters may be self-respecting and sensitive, or indulgent and willful, or as gentle as water. There are ambiguities, scheming, sweetness, and sadness in the story, but in the end they all turn into powder and wither to the ground together with the phoenix flower. This is not a sad and bloody story, it is just that two people met, fell in love with each other and then separated. They may forget each other in the future, but the story is over, and the remaining readers can make their own decisions...
Concept: Persimmons are beautiful, but they rot easily
