The sunshine every morning carries the flavor of redemption for Xiao Ning.
The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I'm afraid there is no one in the world who treats Xiao Ning better than Xu Muchen, and at the same time, there is no one more cruel than him...
I wish Xiao Ning had never met Xu Muchen. What a hope...