There is no such thing as deep love and shallow relationship
Farewell to the dilemma of life and death
A period of youth and frivolity
An unforgettable love
many years later
top floor of skyscraper
rising sun
Dyeing the world red
Qin Hao looked down quietly
Buildings bathed in crimson
eyes empty
Liaoyuan
Love and hate are gone
The world is vast
Only myself is left. . . .