She is Suyimi, and like the Yimi flower in the African Gobi, she has a fiery and kind heart, and an unshakable belief rooted deep in her soul. After five years of silent growth, Yimihua only bloomed a small four-color flower in the spring of the sixth year. In just two days, it died along with the mother plant. Life once, beauty once. But her kindness never dies, and her beauty remains unchanged...
She originally thought it was just a strange dream, but she didn't expect it to be the most precious gift God had given her.
She was ten years old that year and he was thirteen.
"... Then you can call me Yaoyao. I am the Yaoyao of peach, the Yaoyao who shines in her flowers. What about you?"
"I don't have a name, you can call me whatever you want."
"How could it not be?"
"Why are you so long-winded? Just call me Li Ge!"
"Li Ge, it sounds so nice! Li Ge, your eyes are so beautiful, shining like diamonds."
In this prosperous and confusing world, she remembered those eyes, the eyes that always gave her hope. He has already carved her into his heart.
Family background and power shattered the love she carefully guarded twice. My heart is broken, my love is gone...
"... Ha, how long do you want to keep this from me? It's all you, it's all you. I recognize your eyes, and I can feel your eyes in my heart..."
Yimi flowers bloom, die for love, and be reborn for love.