When Ye Yuhuai was 18 years old, she was not brave and lost the boy who belonged to her when she was 18 years old.
Nothing else, I just want you to be safe.
Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds.
There are crowds of people around, but there is only loneliness and emptiness.
Concept: Flowers are similar in every year, but different in every year.