There is one of the most secret feelings in this world.
It is so pure, so unforgettable, its name is secret love.
I would rather know that I have always had a pure fantasy, and the name of the fantasy is Gu Xinian.
In the next eight years, she gradually began to learn to say goodbye. In the evening when she looked at his profile as quiet as water, her heart was at least peaceful.
She thought that even if she was just a passerby chasing time in her youth, the heavy rain would eventually stop.
Concept: The vicissitudes of life are just passers-by in the end. Many times, those are just fantasies in novels.