People often laugh at sitting in a well and looking at the sky, thinking that the sparrow trying to fly up the branch is wishful thinking.
If the human heart is as unpredictable as the waves of the sea, Yu Ying'er's little tricks are probably like the small puddle where the plum blossoms fall on the petals. When the sun comes out, the whole inner heart is exposed.
However, some people have seen everything and know everything. Maybe they don't know, but they just like the simplicity of that little puddle.
Is there any way, any way out, any reason?
Concept: Little people also have love