The fog is gradually rising, and the road ahead is gradually blurring.
Jianglin itself is dull and dull, like a drowned rose, beautiful but no one has picked it or stepped on it. She is confused and helpless as she follows the path ahead.
Xiao Cong is a gardener who cultivates roses. He fishes out roses that gradually sink to the bottom of the sea and takes good care of them.
Others sneered at this, saying that the roses that were salvaged would wither and wither, but he never regretted it.
When Xiao Cong was 25 years old, Jiang Lin made a wish, "May her A Cong be as unrestrained as an eagle, not bound by countless vines in the world. In fairy tales, knights are always boys, but in reality she will be his knight."
[She is a rose. Different from other roses, she is the unique white rose. Even if it is trampled by others, it is still white and flawless.
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Purpose: redemption