One night a long time later, Jiang Zhou read a sentence in a book - the ideal lover always comes in and out through the window.
She was lost in the vivid memories, and gradually forgot about the so-called restraint and shouldn't.
She sent that sentence to Yin Chengfeng.
He didn't reply for a long time.
Until the next morning, he called, with a gentle voice, and asked with a smile: "Is it like you did when you were a child?"
In an instant, Jiang Zhou burst into tears.
Intention: Destiny? There is no such thing.