At an ignorant age, Ye Liuyun fell in love with someone, Liu Muhan.
"Didn't we agree that we would be together forever?"
"I'm sorry..."
Finally, Liu Muhan left, and Ye Liuyun was the only one left in this relationship. His heartache made him suffocate. Fortunately, time healed the pain. He thought that he would never like anyone again. But by chance, he met Leng Qingfeng, a young man in white with graceful clothes. He was truly unparalleled in the world. Ye Liuyun struggled to climb out of the vortex, but fell deeper and deeper. It seemed that the development of things was no longer controllable by him alone.
"Let's separate. You will meet someone who treats you sincerely, but he won't be me."
Ye Liuyun had heard this sentence many times, but this time he seemed surprisingly calm. He just replied with one word: "Okay."
Little did he know that this word was as important as a thousand stones to Ye Liuyun.
From now on, we are strangers to each other, we owe nothing to each other, we are both well together, and we will never see each other in life or death.
Concept: Love is an injury, but the process is like a tree of sugar