You always fall for someone without realizing it. Their light spills all over you, and you feel as if you're basking in a spring breeze, so pleased with yourself.
Qin Heng, I can't forget you.
Life is so long, but you only have one first love.
You are the best of humankind, and the spring scenery of this world.
Not every crush from your youth has an answer.
When she was young, Mi Huan loved someone. That bright, sunlit boy was someone she could never forget.
I once thought it was a love that would be etched into my bones. It wasn't until I grew up and saw more of the world that I realized it was only the admiration and respect of an ignorant girl, not a crush, and not love.
I waited a long time, hoping the stars would come out. Then the sky grew light.
Theme: I dedicate this book to the person I once loved in my youth.
Qin Heng is the sun that has warmed Mi Huan for eleven years, but the sun does not only prefer one rose. If you miss the sun, you will have your own moon; if you miss the sunset, remember that there are still stars in the sky! Life will not be as happy as a fairy tale, but it will not be as cruel as a novel. The four seasons come and go, and there is always someone who comes for you with the warm sun and full of love, and we rush to the next mountain and sea together. With roses as a sacrifice, I pray to the gods that my girl will be safe all the time. ——To Shen Shenxi
Qin Heng is the sun that has warmed Mi Huan for eleven years, but the sun does not only prefer one rose. If you miss the sun, you will have your own moon; if you miss the sunset, remember that there are still stars in the sky! Life will not be as happy as a fairy tale, but it will not be as cruel as a novel. The four seasons come and go, and there is always someone who comes for you with the warm sun and full of love, and we rush to the next mountain and sea together. With roses as a sacrifice, I pray to the gods that my girl will be safe all the time. ——To Shen Chenxi
Life is bright, everything is lovely, life is worth living, and the future is promising. Is the author a fairy?