Jiadan met them in the fall before graduation. They thought it was just a chance encounter, but unexpectedly, the red thread of fate entangled them tighter and tighter. I have experienced several cities, several springs and autumns, from the snowy Harbin to the humid and slightly hot Singapore, from the modern metropolis to the fresh little hometown. I originally thought that he promised me a city of roses, filled with the fragrance of flowers like in the dream, but I didn't know that the so-called prosperity will decline, and the moon will wax and wane. Flowers bloom and fade, and love in the world is nothing more than this. What he faced was the ferocious and sharp thorns after Hua Kai's defeat, pricking him with a pale and dripping blood. When Jiadan looked back, the right and wrong had become blurred with the passage of time, the ravine finally turned into a fjord, and they became their respective distant shores. After experiencing all this, she is still full of expectations for love: I hope that all the love in the world can wait until my own spring, I hope that every person who pursues love through thousands of rivers and mountains can hold the hand of the other half, and I hope that my heart, which is so pure that I can see the fine veins, can be dedicated to you without reservation. . Will there be fairy tales in this world? The answer lies in everyone's heart.
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