The lights flicker at night and the roads in this huge city are intricate. Seventeen-year-old Xiang Qing experienced huge changes at her most beautiful age. Even though life was still going on, who knew that the silent grievance had already taken root in her heart.
Grab my hand and I will take you to run and feel the monsoon. Ji Shuchi's voice is so reassuring. Facing the monsoon, we run hard. For Xiang Qing, this bad age seems to be the best age.
He said to her, "This autumn, the monsoon will come to you."
Intention: A light in my life has healed me for a long time, as if all the bad luck after meeting her was for the good luck of meeting her.