"I love him.
A thousand and one secrets that I have buried underground.
When I die, they will tell him on my behalf,
I love him. "
At Lin Chenzhi's funeral, many people came to express their condolences.
Lin Wushao bid farewell to them one by one.
He stood alone in the rain and saw the white roses.
At this time, there was a heart that resonated with him underground.
Intention: fantasy