For Lin Shumo, maybe she was just a passerby, at least that's what Li Yu thought. But Li Yu didn't want to give up. She was like a person who had been floating in the sea for a long time and finally caught a piece of driftwood. As long as she had the slightest idea, she didn't want to let go. Even if the driftwood floated further and further away, it was just a little bit clinging to it.
Later, "For important people, time will not dilute memories. So, five years will not become a gap between us, right?" Li Yu looked at Lin Shumo and said.
"That's right, time will not pass. I have become the only piece of driftwood you think of!" Lin Shumo raised the ring in her hand, hugged Li Yu and kissed her face.
Intention: Believe in yourself and don't feel inferior