Chu Xuan, don't forget me.
His eyes were light-colored and filled with watery light. From the time they first met, he had been smiling lightly like this, like the moonlight shining on the clear stream, gentle and beautiful. But the smile eventually faded away, and the dark fragrance was filled. From then on, there was no such young man with a clear and gentle smile like the wind in the world.
They were all so smart, deep and steady, and thoughtful. They had calculated everything, but in the end they misjudged themselves.
Love always makes people sad. Once you are deeply in love, maybe it is enough. It doesn't matter who is secretly in love or whose love is unswerving.
There are thousands of people who treat you well in this world, but there is only one Xiao Jin.