White short-haired writer attacks* innocence, liveliness and suffering, eight-year age difference, trauma warning
The momentary encounters and quiet throbs between people can be classified into different incidents. A wedding at night, passing by each other inadvertently under the cover of maple leaves, the hands that change destiny in spring, the parting of dancing summer flowers, the final chapter of fate that cannot be embodied is revealed by you and me at this moment.
Monday Jane firmly believes that the beginning of love between Hua and her will be a grand and long car accident. Yes, a world where pain and sweetness are intertwined, where no one survives in the snow. Her stubborn belief that her family would save her could not withstand the biting coldness, and her fearless determination was destroyed by her weakness. Under the last railing of the nursing home, Zhou Jian was stunned and couldn't shed a single tear. With the blurred boundaries in her sight, she thought, stop crying, baby. It'll be fine, probably.
"I will be as bright as when we first met, please continue to love me."
She stubbornly believed that her lover would not hurt her, but the facts could not end in the notebook. Tears rolled down my face when I met her with a thick leather sketchbook, and I met her crying again. Looking at the roses in the carefully woven cradle, and the familiar figure in the endless longing, Liang Chen murmured to himself, "You are back, you are back." It was the sketchbook she gave her...
In fact, there is no such thing. The love that cannot be extended under the dull and confused eyes breaks through the fence of thorny roses. Monday Jane kissed, then confused.
"Sorry, dear lady, who are you?"
Holding on to the sketches in his sketchbook, Liang Chen succumbed to the disease called love amid his guilt. Go back in time to the happiest day, and you will get a glimpse of their half-life, their unbearable beauty, and their lonely cries day and night.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"I believe it, but I believe it because of you."
Purpose: To be a good young man in the new era
