She used to be like a blazing asteroid, and she dared to come to him with her passion and loneliness; but later, she was as calm as a dead river bed, and there was no wave in her eyes when she looked at him.
At one time, he seemed warm and warm, but in fact he was as cold as ice. He was so brilliant in front of others, but he licked his wounds alone behind others. Later, he slowly tempered his sharpness and seemed cold, but in his heart he missed someone like crazy.
"You are a popular star in the entertainment industry. You are everyone's favorite, but you will not belong to anyone!"
"No, Lu Ran is theirs, He Ze is theirs, and the young Marquis is also theirs, but I, Rong Yue, belong to you, Zhao Xingchen, and I am yours!"