In Sioux City, where people come and go, she is gloomy and guarding the antique houses left by her grandmother. To her, everything is like the flowing water of Sioux City without paying attention.
Lin Qingjia listened to her friend's suggestion and came to Sioux City to collect inspiration, and met a cold-hearted person on the deserted and simple South Street.
"I remember you..."
"It doesn't matter anymore."
One-sided love has always become an unspeakable vine, clinging to places where one dares not recall.
"If you are depressed, don't hide from me."
She still couldn't resist, just because it was Lin Qingjia.
Intention: Love and luck