Time is in different centuries, but it is always supported by her king; the world is in different corners, and it is always resisted by its goddess. As the years change from sunny to light rain, it is muddy and crowded, always blocked on the road close to you, and never able to cross the gap of time. Without wings and starlight, no matter how hard I try to catch up, I can't catch the tail of time.
When Song Shuci was fifteen years old, her mother remarried and moved into her uncle's house. She had a brother who was as old as her and was a top student. Can someone really get the moon first?
"You also want to have three thousand beauties?"
"What I want in my life."
If I could hold you, all the men in the world could leave you.
"What are you doing!" Song Shuci stopped angrily.
"The instructor said, two people in a row and three people in a line." He looked like a scoundrel and really wanted to rub his head off!
For the two male protagonists, let me emphasize, should I choose the academic brother who pretends to be a sinister person every day, or the ruffian young master at the same table who has the same surname and the same pronunciation?
My brother helps me with my homework every day and forces me to answer questions.
The clingy and unreasonable mentally retarded deskmate pokes her with a pen every day! Can you let her study hard?
Three years of high school, taking exams, answering questions, talking about love and drawing...
I want to walk ahead of time, embrace that fading figure, give time a credit, and walk in parallel time with them.
On February 31st, the sun turned to light rain, the flowers and leaves withered, the branches turned into ashes, the stars bit the moon, and the sea swallowed up the fantasy. Even though love is full, time is still crowded.
Concept: There are always some seemingly beautiful emotions, but they are not perfect.