Bamboo horses and green plum blossoms hold hands and join hands in life. Or it is a romantic thing like mandarin ducks and butterflies flying together. How often have we seen bamboo horses and green plum blossoms become a burden...
He thinks that she is his childhood sweetheart. However, it seems that whether he is her sweetheart cannot be left to his will. The extravagant desire for romance that he once had seems to be a shackles on his soul. How to break free?
I forgot the green plum and thought of the bamboo horse. The road is still twists and turns.
Remembering the fairy tales of childhood sweethearts. How should you face the person in front of you?