Fenglihua knows that the sprouts of plants and trees are in the soil, and the emotions are growing in the heart. They are invisible, but they are still alive in life. Such emotions, whether they are happy or sad, good or bad, are all unimportant. When she put down the pistol in her hand, did she decide to give up this emotion? It's like the flesh and blood was dug out from the heart, dripping with blood, but looking to the future with a smile, still elegant. It is said that roses with thorns are sonorous, and the same goes for pear blossoms. The thorns on the body are always with the beauty of the soul!