The sky was slightly clear, and the sunlight just passed through the pavilion and hit the girl's frowning eyebrows. The girl was born with good looks, bright eyes and white teeth, but her troubled look even in her sleep made this appearance go to waste, which was really unfair.
Maybe God couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he fanned a breeze, picked up a pear blossom, and landed on a small cherry mouth. The flower gradually turns into a drop of honey, tempting the girl's consciousness to fall into the depths of her soul.
In fact, this is a story about fantastic ideas~