Han Song, Han Song.
Blooming in the cold winter, awe-inspiring.
Han Song had also naively fantasized about many things, but it was not until later that she discovered that nothing could last as she thought.
Is there such a person who will accompany you through countless cold winter rainy nights and warm you in every possible way, until in the end, you realize that you can no longer be by her side? The memories of the past became Ling Chi's tool at this time. I can't give up, it hurts my heart.
This is Chu Zihang's story.
Life is so long, for him, it is just a process of constant giving up.
It tells the story of a pair of childhood sweethearts.
Reading tips:
※CP Chu Zihang
※The heroine's original indigenous non-travelling
※There is no limit to the collapse, I feel sorry for you, the textual research party