Guan Zhiyan's eyes did not move, watching the leaves of the phoenix tree swaying in the wind, and couldn't help but say: "When I first came here, I set a small goal for myself."
Jin Yu knew that he was talking to him, so he asked: "What goal?"
Guan Zhiyan: "After a year, I will no longer think of you when I see the phoenix tree."
Jin Yu's breath was suffocated: "Then did you do it?"
Guan Zhiyan smiled: "I did it."
After saying that, he slowly closed the door.
But once you come, there is nothing you can do.
Intention: A short story in the medical industry, which only expresses the smooth life and the emotions of anxiety and joy.
