Fu Jiazhi was afraid of the dark, so he was willing to be a lamp. It didn't matter if the night was dark, he would light up.
After a long, long time, maybe spring, summer, autumn and winter will change, maybe they will age terribly, but he will not forget that Zhou Qiyan's love for Fu Jia Zhi has no shelf life.
Intention: Love does not need to be vigorous and vigorous, and giving silently does not necessarily go without reward.