"Sister Zhaozhao, look over there, you're such a beautiful woman."
Han Zhaozhao turned his head and looked around casually, only to see a slim and familiar figure.
"What's wrong, sister, do you know me?"
Han Zhaozhao came to his senses, but did not speak.
Why don't you know each other? They are more than just acquaintances.
Six years later, when we meet again, my heart will still be moved.
"I'm back, Bai Ling."
"This time, I won't let go of your hand."
Concept: Girls who save each other