Countless insignificant fragments sealed over the years are turbulent in Mo Fenghe's memories, a fantasy, showing an unknown hope. Maybe the flowers that bloom again can grow back to their former glory, and the past reverberates in my ears every day. .....
Xiang Hailan: Do you really love Fenghe?
Gong Haolin said: Yes, at the freshman party, the time was just right, and she passed by! Forgot when, who, and what I wanted to do?"...
The night was dark, and all the situations were silent for a moment. A slight light came out of the window, and your shining eyes met mine. Without words, I turned around and left. I am afraid that even the words could not explain it. Your eyes were flowing, and it only took a moment to tangle my thoughts, and cut off countless thoughts I had before I saw you.