When we meet again, no one ever thought it would be like this. The look of him wearing a white shirt made her fall in love with him at just one glance. That young man is still as clean and clear as memory, but the years have made him look better. And he is no longer the little girl who will follow him obediently and call "brother". She was arrogant and domineering, as seductive as a rose, but she only bloomed for him... She rebelled against him, bloomed like a brocade for him, declined and withered for him, and was alone but ultimately just wanted to be at peace with him for the rest of her life. The female dotes on the male, the voluptuous female protagonist × the clear male protagonist