The man named Wang Long finally appeared in his life again. It had been seven years since the last time. He discovered that time suddenly became cheap, just like a prostitute's reputation. As long as the conditions given were tempting enough, she could immediately reveal her true colors and burn all the rules and chastity memorials that should be observed. These seven years suddenly seemed pale in front of one name. As long as Zhonghao closes his eyes, time will suddenly return to the autumn that no one can go back to.
At this moment, Zhong Hao wanted to go to sleep to escape from his unbearable mental state. He always felt that the originally pure color ceiling suddenly radiated various colors, and the scenes on the colorful drawing paper became frozen pictures. The memories that had been suppressed to death came to my eyes again. Zhong Hao subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab the gorgeous scenery, but when he just raised his hand, it slowly fell down. The sound that came to mind along with the picture suddenly stopped, and the painting was once again covered with a black curtain. The last words Zhong Hao heard followed him into his dream, traveling through more than ten years.
Concept: things change and people change, love is eternal