This morning, everything was uneventful. In this small town with red bricks and black tiles and long grass, the lotus heart stands like a spotless lotus. In the wind, in the drizzle, infinite past memories are vaguely visible in the heart. What can't be seen clearly is Mo Sheng's face, and what can't be wiped away is the sorrow of separation. Mo Sheng, Mo Sheng, she murmured to herself and called out the name that was implanted in her heart unconsciously...
Purpose: youth