Hua Qingdang never expected that she would meet and fall in love with someone in high school. A soft and waxy little girl (Beisu: Are you sure?)
She knew she should let go, but she couldn't. The little girl's dependence on her was true, and her affection for the little girl was true, but they were destined not to be together. She had her own mission. She could only guard their memories and indulge in her own dreams.
"The boat rocked gently, and the stoves were heated."
The tea is boiling on the stove, the plain porcelain is passed quietly, friends and beauties invite the moon to sit together————"West Lake Half July" Zhang Dai
Purpose: Every identity has its own responsibilities