It was a long dream, and I didn't want to wake up.
Li Zhi
Li Qingyang is a very strange person. He was as quiet as a rabbit when he first appeared at home. Within a few days, he turned into a completely different kind of person. She called this slow heat because Li Zhi himself was like that.
He knew all of Li Zhi's little thoughts, and he made the first rain of petals in early spring fall for her, fulfilling her childhood dream. He could accurately tell the reason for even the goldfish that Li Zhi bought in confusion.
He said: "I heard that fish have very short memories. Does that mean they can't remember too many sad things, maybe not even happy things."
Li Zhi: "Does it mean that being a fish will make you happier?"
"No, because the moment we two have together is the happiest."
Li Qingyang
She accidentally let the boiling water fall on my hand, leaving a small red mark on my hand. It is an indelible mark left by me when I was fifteen years old, and it is also a mark that belongs to the dead twenty-five-year-old me.
Intention: Brave