Their encounter took place on an intoxicating March day, with a drizzle of rain falling, the air filled with the overwhelming fragrance of grass and trees, and peach blossoms falling lightly, covering everyone's body. . . . . .
Lin Ruosu stood under the tree holding an umbrella, raising her face slightly, and a peach blossom fell squarely between her eyebrows. He still didn't smile, his jade-like face was as plain as ice, but his lips were bright red, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was distant.
This picture stayed in Yi Wansheng's mind for many, many years. The young man's careless glance trapped Yi Wansheng in a cage forever, and he could never leave.
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