——"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, and the moon is not round anymore."
——"But I am no longer eighteen."
Jiang Yi was so cold and indifferent that everything Zhang Xing did and the outpouring love were reduced to dust, but she was lifted up into the clouds.
Zhang Xing had her pride, but at this moment she was like a defeated general who had abandoned his armor. After losing the battle, she also gave up her pride.
——"In the next life, please love me first, okay?"
Concept: The moon will also bend, and the lilies will eventually bloom. Life is long, don't be limited by rules and regulations.