"I will plant 98 roses where we met, and I hope you will plant the last one."
She knew that this place with the sycamore trees did not belong to her. Perhaps it was time for her to leave. Then, her only connection with the world would be severed.
Looking for the only trace of memories, the sunset is always in front of her eyes. The sunset in Wutong Township is very beautiful. The tung leaves can't help but miss the last ray of sunshine. Then, the sun passes by it, and then imprints its own brilliant yellow on its veins.
She has no pursuits in this life, and her life is too easy. Her only wish is that there is someone who can enjoy the sunset of Wutong Township with her side by side, fall in love with her in Wutong Township, which is as beautiful as a fairyland at sunset, and share the love of life with her.
Intention: Romantic until death.