Lin Jiayan's favorite season is autumn.
Everything is fine in autumn, everything is teetering on the edge of coldness. Like the trembling leaves on the branches, a gust of wind blows, and everything becomes clear.
Exactly, Rilke said: But there is someone who takes on all the falls, with her endlessly gentle hands - endlessly hot hands.
*A work that generates electricity for love + the male protagonist has a prototype: p
Intention: I want to have the same dream as you.
