In the third year after Xu Qingming left, the spring in Jiangcheng was still as cold as in previous years, but the sunshine brought a touch of warmth to the deserted old house.
A message suddenly popped up on the phone: Have a good rest today, and I will take you to choose a wedding dress tomorrow - Fiancé Wenbo.
Not far away, white magnolia flowers fell randomly on his body. He merged into the sea of white flowers religiously and quietly, and tied a knot on the branch along the line of the peace charm.
The fragrance of magnolia wafted from behind him and slowly blew to the tip of my nose, confusing my eyes and childhood.
Intention: Reunion after breaking the mirror