Zhou Anyang couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Wen Chi. She was looking up at the stars in the night sky. At this moment, she was peaceful, but like the stars in her eyes, she was shining brightly in his heart. As for him, perhaps he was like the river, silent in the dark night, with only a trace of ripples visible when the street lamp cast its shadow. She was so beautiful, but it was obviously beyond his grasp.
Purpose: God has given different talents to everyone. Some people notice it too early and don't know how to use it. Some people find out later that they have taken a steady step step by step.