Seven years ago, he left his little leaf behind and flew to the United States.
Seven years later, he returned, but she couldn't overcome the scar in her heart.
Twenty-seven, one-nine, the flowers are blooming at this time.
This man will look at you when he talks; he will put out his cigarette butts guiltily because of your appearance; he will pull you into his arms forcefully when you lose your temper; he will suddenly stop the car in front of you, roll down the window and smile at you; he will be majestic when kissing as if he wants to swallow the whole world; he will often look at you evilly, with gentle eyes and rich heart.
Shen Sinian: What's yours is yours, what's mine is yours, what's yours and mine is yours, even me is yours.
Ye Zi: I think I must have been a very good person in my previous life and done many good things, so you will appear by my side in this life and make me feel at ease every time I have you. I want to be a better person and do more good deeds in this life, so that I can meet you again in the next life and my wish will come true. My dear, you must still be called Shen Sinian in your next life. I don't want to be unable to find you.