My grandma told me that in her day things had to be repaired when they were broken, but in my generation things had to be replaced when they were broken.
The big trees and tall buildings around him slid past Leng Chengfeng one by one. Sitting in a black limousine, he would arrive at the airport in half an hour and be far away from the city where he grew up, including her, who he grew up with.
Qiao Muyu had never experienced separation. That summer when she ran after the car carrying Leng Chengfeng, she also experienced separation. Heartbreaking, but helpless.
This is an ordinary yet extraordinary story. It may be a bit bloody and hypocritical, but it is touching, full of philosophy, and can teach people some insights and insights.