"The first growth of bamboo begins with an inch of sprouting, but the joints and leaves are already there." When Cheng shook his head and read this sentence, he certainly did not expect that those hidden and boiling emotions were like the bamboo buds that burst out of the ground in spring. The joints and leaves were already there, leaving only the crazy growth that could no longer be suppressed.
Long Yan felt like there was a beast locked up in his heart. Even though he hoped it would never break out of the cage, the trapped roars came over him one after another, and he felt a heartbreaking pain.
You accompanied me through the best three years, but were eventually washed away by the turbulent tide of fate.