Many years later, Zhu Yue picked up an old photo. In the photo, a young man was wearing a smoky gray suit standing next to a small European-style building. His deep and handsome face was reflected in the spring light. He held his hands and looked at the camera with his head slightly raised, his expression stubborn and arrogant.
That was him when he was fourteen years old.
For countless years that he didn't know about, this old photo was carefully treasured by He Ran.
When Zhu Yue was fourteen, he received a special gift. When he was thirty-two, he lost it again. He let He Ran land but didn't catch him.
Fast forward more than ten years, if life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan?
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you