The two years when Xu Wusong came to Nanjia from Yunli alone were the two most colorful years in her life. She cried, laughed, loved and suffered.
When she was seventeen, she was doubtful of Jin Yueyan's confession and was numb to her own feelings. She had her own way to go.
When she was twenty-seven years old, Xu Wusong saw the autumn leaves in the north, the gurgling streams on the grassland, and the last ray of the setting sun in the desert. When she came back here, she was sure this time, well, she also liked Jin Yueyan.
I am a free bird, love is not something I ask for
There are mountains and seas ahead, whatever you encounter can be thrown away
Copywriting established on 2025.3.12
Intention: On the basis of loving you, I love myself first
