That year, the flowers had not yet had time to bloom and the rain had not yet had time to fall.
Zhang Yushen always thought that since that year, Fu Yun would no longer exist in his world, but what he didn't know was that Fu Yun had always been in the corner of his world, quietly watching him. Didn't let him know.
"It's obviously your fault, but he blames part of it on me. But I don't hate him. I know he's sad too." ——Fu Yun
Motto: As long as you don't give up, there is still hope