I can't stand the passage of time, and I can't escape the youth here.
A cynical old gangster and a fresh and slightly perverse elementary school girl
That was the seventh year since he left her life.
"Lu Qingmeng!" She couldn't help calling him.
While flicking the ashes from his cigarette, he stared at her with his sinking peach blossom eyes: "I am Lu Yang. My name is Lu Yang. On my ID card, it is Lu Yang."
She was stubborn: "Lu Qingmeng."
"..." The man sighed softly, put away the cigarette butts that burned his fingertips, pondered for a long time, looked at her and said, "Yeah."
Her stubbornness was his.
Her persistence was his.
Her favorite is him.
Concept: A girl's secret love story