That autumn, he and she stood together under Maple Mountain. No one spoke a word as the cool evening breeze blew. After a long time, a cold wind blew by. Lu Zhi's eyes were red and she spoke softly: "Xu Zhou, what about me? Who am I?"
"A Zhi, you are my sister, I have always regarded you as my sister." Lu Zhi chuckled lightly, "Xu Zhou, if you don't like it, why don't you tell me, why did you give me hope and then destroy it with your own hands."
Concept: Life is interesting only if you have someone you like.