"If our ending is destined to be separated, then I really hope that we have never met."
These were the last words left in Ling Han's mind when he left.
"There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. Is this where your name comes from? Nice to meet you! My name is Chu Xia! From now on, we will be friends."
He could only hear her sweet voice echoing in his ears, but Ling Han couldn't open his eyes or breathe, and could only let the deep sea swallow her... Devour...
Am I... Dead?
That's fine.
Purpose: I would like to write this book to commemorate an unforgettable relationship
