Shen Du and Jiang Yan met in the drizzle of spring. One approached step by step while the other quietly retreated. As the seasons change, they are chasing and escaping. But I never thought that after spring, the flowers fall silently. Destiny is like the cycle of seasons, short and decisive, and those unspoken thoughts are eventually buried in the depths of time, turning into echoes that no one can pick up.
Hint: This is pretty much just the first volume! ! ! There are 4 volumes left! ! !
Intention: Life is short, cherish the moment, and regrets become eternal poems.