Those feelings are like the wind passing through the quiet streets, singing softly and melodiously.
The light piano sound comes in the wind, but only by listening carefully can one vaguely catch the beating syllables in it.
Ambiguity is like the secret in the wind, vague, but it touches the strings in the heart.
Reader comments
I really like the heroine's character. She suffered a lot, but luckily the hero is by her side~
I really like the heroine's character. She suffered a lot, but luckily the hero is by her side~