Zhang Yunshu ended up with Wei Shu;
I thought I could no longer make her complain about the trivialities of life. I spent a lot of money to develop all the photos on my phone and hers. When the day came out, I looked at the photos with a smile on my face. Suddenly, raindrops fell on the photos. I had to immediately put the large number of photos into a box and lock it. I wonder why there were raindrops falling when we were indoors?
Concept: Zhang Yunshu and Song Yu's first half of their lives, childhood sweethearts, youth