Tang Qi suddenly rubbed her sweaty face, their eyes met, and she burst into tears. She has been waiting for her for too long. If she could, she would not wait any longer. The disputes and grudges passed by like clouds. She regretted that she did not meet her in the best years. It was too late. She once thought that if she had not taken a look at Jiu Yuexi, would that ink flower be willing to listen to her gently calling her name again? But, there is never what if. The scent of ink and the smell of bronze ran towards someone just like thirteen years ago, but that person was no longer Tang Qi.
Concept: Love is not what you want to buy, you can buy it if you want to buy it