She once said that in life, all feasts come to an end.
Everyone told me that there was no chance of her surviving, but I didn't believe it. How could she, who is always surrounded by doubts and who is too busy to keep her warm, willing to risk everything for me, have the heart to abandon me so easily?
Her name is Lu Yan, and my name is Yan Mu. Although they have the same pronunciation but different words, she said: after your surname, give me my name.
She promised me that she would help me realize my dream
I promised her that I would build a home for her
And at this moment, I just want to find her and listen to her tell her story
I think I finally fell in love with her