Lin Zhunan found his light when he was eight years old. The journey of destiny did not take them very far. They met again at the age of sixteen! Eight years of separation left them with a very clear impression of each other. The sound of fate was not drowned out, and they were running in their own mountain city. Zhou Xuan can no longer wait for the fallen leaves in the south of the city!
Walking through the mountains, they were awakened by the chirping of insects, and two teenagers broke into the rose forest that no one cared about. The dandelions on the mountain south of the city are moving in the wind, longing for the glory they once had. In the autumn wind, roses rise and fall in the wind. The young man has finally stepped out of his youth
Intention: Live well and be there tomorrow