The freedom of the calamus flying in the wind can probably only be seen in dreams... Seventeen-year-old Lin Yu thought about the way the calamus flew in the air again and again in her obscure life. Gu Yiqi broke into her life like this. He was like the calamus, constantly preventing her fantasies from falling through and healing her.
In other words, to make the calamus fly beautifully, you need to hold it in your hand and wait for a gust of wind to blow. But the price of beauty is that such behavior can easily scratch the palm, and the remaining calamus will adhere to the palm, waiting for the wound to heal slowly...
Intention: Two-way redemption