The world is a weird place, but luckily you are there. I believe in preference, and I hope you can love me fiercely until death. When spring passes and autumn comes, are you still you? You are my rose.
There is still progress together on the road of loving and being loved.
The heroine seems bold and optimistic, but she is actually quite sensitive, and she will get better later. The male protagonist can look forward to it.
Love me Ran Ran, feel sorry for me emm..
Intention: There are still roses after the hardships in life