When the flood struck, Zhao Road became a homeless beggar overnight.
When he was hungry and cold, a beautiful and gentle lady handed him a steamed bun.
This glance made him fall deeply in love with this young lady.
But the gap between the two was too big, just when Zhao Lulu gave up and left.
The young lady's fiancé suddenly appeared.
Zhao Lulu looked at the dying man and thought, it would be great if I were him.
Intention: writing blindly