Su Feimo's life stopped at An Xiao's eighteenth year.
He said, Ji Anxiao, I have a soft spot for you.
An Xiao smiled and said, Su Feimo, you are my last straw.
You are my last straw.
There is only one painting in her memoirs. She is standing in his scenery, and how she walks step by step is thrilling.
He was the most beautiful scenery, which made her forget the gloomy old days. She clearly remembered, Su Feimo, I love you very much.