Andre may have never thought that Li Wen would leave him, or he may have thought about it, but he still couldn't accept the fact at the moment. What about Tong En? That young man with scenes from the past swaying and overlapping in the jumble of light and shadow? Andre didn't know if he had ever loved him. Maybe it was just the instinct of Alpha, or maybe there were too many shadows of Liwen in him, which confused his vision. Are you dwelling on the past? A repeat of the past? To love, or not to love. Harm, or help. It's hard to make a choice no matter what, can Andre finally hear his true heart? This Meng Chun came late, the late cherry blossoms withered, and he used thin red lines to pattern its flower language, which is "fleeting love".