I was as low as dust, but you lifted me up gently. From then on, the city was full of wind and rain, everyone was a passer-by, and you were the only one left in my eyes. Xu Peilin, I call you thousands of times in my heart, and my young heart only throbs for you. Loving you is the autumn wind whistling on the flower stand, loving you is the gardenia that is within reach when you open the window, loving you is the seed of love that was born for you in the ice and snow. I am able to commit myself to you and become your only wife, which also fulfills my love for you. But love will not always be clear, and the flowers planted by one's own hands will eventually bear fruit. If it was a mistake from the beginning, then it is up to me to end my lovesickness. If the south wind can understand my intention, I pray that God will not send brocade books from now on.
Purpose: Fight against fate and pursue love