The first time I saw Fu Nian was in the yellowish midsummer. She was covered in sweat and embarrassment, while Fu Nian was like a human mint, making people feel greedy without impurities. Shengxia wanted to have him, but Fu Nian, even before I knew your name, I knew that the distance between you and me was as long as a light year.
Intention: So much love without success is ultimately a gift from fate