Shen Yanwang×Lin Yu
High cold attack × small sun attack
In the summer when he was eighteen years old, a letter and a bouquet of roses brought back the boy's memories. So far, the two of them were no longer unacknowledged. "Actually, I had expected it, but it doesn't matter. Mom, as long as you are happy, you and the unknown him must be together." Tears spread on the letter...
"I finally know how difficult this road is. Fortunately, I have you." "Fortunately, I met you."
Intention: Just be happy