"It's wrong, should I forgive you? I can't let you be without anyone around you? But I can let you be without me." Zhiyong spoke lightly, and Zhang An felt at a loss. Even the housekeeper knew that the young master never liked roses, only daisies that bloomed in the hot sun. But she is no longer a little daisy, but a rose growing in the wilderness, proud and full of thorns, but she is a little daisy. Although she grows in the greenhouse, she accepts the power of the daisies growing wantonly outside, showing the charm that is unique to the little daisy.
Concept: The concept of the work is purely boring