The hope is that you, after clearing away the layers of fog, met him and he took you back to the world.
The shade of flowers in the four seasons, the changing seasons, the unchanging heart.
The ebb and flow of the tide, the ebb and flow of regret, the feeling of no regrets.
Liu Ruohua has spent her remaining years and sobered up in the past and present. When will she return?
Long time no see, I miss you very much.
She is gentle on the outside, but on the inside, she is crazy and sometimes a bit aggressive.
Ajiu, don't lose me, okay? Joke, when did I lose you. Ahem, listen carefully, I will only have you in this life until death. Ajiu, you really want to kill me.
Intention: I want to write