The two people's acquaintance must have been destined.
"My name is Hua Ya. What's your name?"
"Mu Sheng."
Musheng. Musheng. Hua Ya silently recited the name, thinking that this person's name was quite strange.
With a hint of curiosity, Hua Ya asked. "Why are you standing under a dead tree?"
A slight smile appeared on the handsome and indifferent young man's face, and his bright eyes narrowed into a crescent moon. "The tree will always bloom, it's just that the time has not come yet."
Musheng, have you seen that the flowers are blooming?
Thanks to Mr. S Yuan for helping me make the cover, I like it very much.
It is recommended to watch it with the music below, it is very suitable.
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