I once loved someone.
It's a pity that I'm still young. When I understood my feelings, that person was no longer there.
I built a house halfway up the mountain and spent my free time making tea and cooking. In the blink of an eye, two years passed.
Until that day, I met someone.
The man had the same appearance and the same voice as him, and everything seemed so familiar.
Only, he forgot about me.
·The cold-faced escort chief x the lively Qingmei junior sister
·Super super super short story
-The final article of the column is "Jiangshan Shenbi" and "Old Stories in Mountains"
-Advance collection of the next book "Wuyuan", "Chishuang" and "Niangui Inn"
Intention: Deep love cannot be found in the world
