What is first love? Blue sky, flowing clouds, warm sun, gentle breeze.
It wasn't until she met Mu Yiyang that Xie Wanyan felt that as long as she was with him, every day would be so warm and beautiful. She felt that she might have met the legendary love. The feeling of truly falling in love with someone, even if she knew it was Mu Yiyang who gave her the love in the mirror, she would still happily live in his lies and be content with it.
The ignorant throbbing and sensitive pain of youth are like a rose quietly blooming. Time flies by. Even if the fragrance of the flower is no longer remembered, the rose thorn is deeply planted in my heart.