Lin Jingchu felt that her first peach blossom bloomed at the wrong time and in the wrong place, but as long as it produced sweet fruits, it was enough. Little did she know that after a heavy rain, nothing was left. She really didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about the second peach blossom, who knew...
Love is like a rose, it makes you happy and makes you cry, but you will always have the infinite courage to experience the sweetness and sadness again and again - Yi Zen