Cheng Yingke couldn't remember how many sweet words Chen Qianyan said to her.
I don't even remember every moment of my childhood with his childhood sweetheart.
I just remember that my love for him has never changed from beginning to end.
I only remember Chen Qianyan's plain words,
The old smoke clouds are full of moist inkstones, welcoming the fluorescent light appearing on the street.
Chen Qianyan and Cheng Yingke will always be together.
The story of two young authors falling in love, I hope it can bring a little warmth.