He was like rain, which dropped into her heart nine years ago, cold and lingering.
"Because I love you, I can't promise you to accompany me."
He is like fire, a beacon guiding her heart, warm and blazing.
"I don't care about the way forward, I just run towards you."
He was like the wind, accompanying her, gentle and unintrusive, waiting quietly.
"I love her and it has nothing to do with her."
Liuli, how should she choose?
Mission: The ultimate family
