In the choking smoke, he coughed violently, as if his heart and lungs had been occupied by the smoke, without any air, and he was suffocating on the verge of death. I coughed desperately, but I couldn't stop coughing. He didn't know whether he was poisoned by the cigarette or her poison.
On a sunny afternoon, she stood alone at a crowded intersection. The city was still noisy and bustling with cars and horses. It's just that for her, there is no longer the charm of the beautiful spring breeze with flowers and moon.
——"The Flower Moon and the Spring Breeze"
Youth is exchanged secretly.
They met again seven years later, but there was still a strange combination of circumstances. Retreat again and again until there is no way to retreat.
If we take a bold step forward, will the result be catastrophic or will it be a bright future?
This article is slow to get started, please forgive me.
Conception: