A light rain fell from the sky, and then gradually became louder and rustled. Leng Xiaoxing could only helplessly let the raindrops hit her body, and then watched dimly as the man who gave her girlish love and overwhelming hatred turned around and left.
A daughter doesn't want a beautiful dress or a brother. Dad, Mom, my daughter is so cold, so cold...
Concept: The impermanence of fate, the power of love and forgiveness