When the little wanderer Gui Jiang met the boy Jiang Nan, the first snow of winter fell in the North City. The boy Jiang Nan, with crooked eyebrows and gentle expression, mocked Jiang Huan, held his hand and took him home.
However, fourteen years of being together could not overcome the past that Jiang Nan carried. After Jiang Nan died, Jiang still left with him, but when he woke up, he found that they had both been reborn.
I was called Jiang Huan, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Both attack and pain are pitiful, and life experience is miserable, but love must be sweet.
Intention: Sweet is enough