That year, Jiang Yan never imagined that a girl who looked exactly like his dead childhood sweetheart would become his last line of defense.
The girl's eyebrows are curved, it's the light that he can never touch
"When you shake your head, do you hear the sound of the sea?"
"Jiang Yan, it's raining, I..." I like you, not the rain
They embraced each other in the backlight and became each other's salvation, but they fell into each other's abyss.
Intention: "Love is a tsunami, but I quietly didn't let anyone know"