Su Xieyi: I want to study medicine so that when you are injured, I won't be so at a loss.
Wu Shuhao: As long as it is what you want to do, I will support you.
Ling Yancheng: I am willing to put the whole world in front of you, no matter right or wrong.
Wu Shuhao stood in the dock and saw that her face was pale and her eyes were dull. The white flowers on her black hair were more like the flash of a knife. He knew that from now on, his world would never be bright again...
For a long time, without talking, laughing or crying, Ling Yancheng held her in his arms...
Freehand, I'm sorry, I love you.