A utopia built by two high school sophomores between a flower shop and a ward. When Lin Moyuan's breathing was gradually eaten away by lung disease, Zhou Tang's smile began to be covered by the shadow of his family. The love words hidden in the bouquet of crabapples, the graffiti on the back of the medical record, and the secrets of the scars on the corners of his lips became weak weapons against the cruel youth. This was a farewell that was publicized in advance, but it was also the first love born towards death.
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