The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freezing cold. The willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring. Who can share the joy of wine and poetry?
The living room in the two-bedroom apartment is very warm, with thick curtains hanging on the window glass to block the biting cold wind on winter nights in Z City.
Nuan Yu looked at Qingfeng from around the corner, and saw her with her head lowered, her whole body hidden in the darkness, her voice cold and sad: Nuan Yu, I never thought that my life would be like this; this is actually my life!
Nuan Yu is not good at comforting people, and she also knows that Qingfeng has always been someone who is unwilling to express her sorrows. The big change tonight must be because she was hit by things and people related to that person again.
Purpose: Girls' growth and independence