For Dugu Mantuo, the past and present life are a journey. She has a beginning and an end but no middle. Maybe it was selfish, maybe it was cool, but in the end she still missed the boy under the peach blossom tree. No one has ever held my hand so tightly, and no one has ever looked at me with such affection. His whole life is just longing for justice, longing for love and care. Some people have already held everything in the palm of their hands, but they have to look forward to Shu.
For Yang Jian, loving someone has never been so painful. I know you are stupid, vain and shallow, but I love you for your innocence, delicate beauty, and your bright eyes. What exactly makes everything go away.
The years are passing by, and the clothes are swaying lightly, but I hope that my smile will be like a flower, and the years will be peaceful.