Love is a high mountain. Su Qian climbed to the top of the mountain, only to realize that what was behind her was not a peach blossom garden, but an abyss.
Love is also like flowing water. Xu Yuanning's love for ten years is a trickle, not a wave, so it moistens things silently. Only he knows how deep this love is.
From meeting each other as children, falling in love in youthful age, and finally meeting again in adulthood.
Love is always ups and downs, but it never dies.
Intention: No special intention