"Nine times out of ten you will be sad when you hear about love." "In this case, are you still willing to believe in love?"
Is there really such a feeling between people? Beyond time, beyond growth, beyond blood. Fujiyuan never believed it, or in other words, he only cared about himself, always.
This is a story about love, or not just love. As if everything was a utopian fantasy, Liu Jin didn't know whether this encounter was a dream or an experience. If it was an experience, she would rather not have met him.
But the sky is destined to meet clouds, but I don't know whether they are pink sunset or dim dark clouds.
Purpose: sentiments of the Republic of China