From then on, Pei Fan withdrew from Xiao Xiangyu's world just like a toy in the eyes of a child.
The good things of the past have become smoke in the past, and the world has buried them.
A hundred years from now, no one will remember Xiao Xiangyu and Pei Fan.
No one will remember that unknown story anymore...
"Xiao Xiangyu, do you like me?"
"I... I like you. No! Liking can no longer measure our feelings. I love you."
Purpose: May all lovers in the world get married eventually
