Zhao Ximing never thought that one day Qin Weiyu would no longer call him Zhao Xiniang. Could this be the result of praying to God for so many years, but he didn't want this result.
The world is full of beauty in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
Well, Qin Weiyu, April is here, can you give me your sadness?
Tan Weiyu never thought that since this separation was more painful than the last one, could she be cursed? Okay, even if it was, she admitted it, and it would be fine if she got over the pain, but April in the world at that time would not leave her sadness behind? Qin Weiyu smiled bitterly, because Zhao Ximu, I gave all my sadness to you, do you still remember?
People live their whole lives to forget, to forget that flowers bloom in April and it rains lightly all night.