Luo Liusu came to Shengbai in March.
For the first person who makes her feel warm after she wakes up.
There, she met many people she wanted to meet and many people she didn't want to meet, and learned many things she wanted to know and didn't want to know.
The ever-uninhibited and childish smile on Bei Ya's face slowly turned into a mask hiding sadness because of her.
The person who once made her warm shocked her with another identity.
But that young man who seemed distant, with his pupils full of shadows, would look at her pure and complicated smile. But in that smile, her heart was very tight.
I don't know whose misfortune it is to have her come.
When coincidences and non-coincidences overlap with everything, when those two years return to the cavernous body of memory, when everything that has been deliberately concealed comes to the surface, the things hidden under that car accident make her so heavy that she becomes numb and stiff.
The pain in my heart can no longer be heard.