He said, "Sheng Zhiyi, I can't see the light..."
She said, "Xia Chi, wait for me, I will give you the light..."
Her youth was as blank as a piece of paper, with countless articles and topics, and the only color was dyed by Xia Chi...
He has not received kindness, so he is full of thorns, thinking that everyone comes with a knife...
He looked out into the darkness and saw her as the only glimmer of light.
"The roses are blooming and I'm missing midsummer."
Purpose: Record a story