A short story, created on a whim, but I don't know where it ends. It should be the if line of my own life. In short, it has a literary and artistic flavor, or it can be said to be like some kind of memoir of my late husband (in fact, there was no husband at all. It's just the fantasy of the young author.)
Protagonist "I": Yu Wusheng
Brother: Hua Yinmo
(Actually, it's a bit homophonic. I don't know who can notice.. Whisper quietly) A standard mischievous heroine & a talkative but gentle and doting husband
The article is a bit sad (the author is a primary school student)
Concept: Just a fantasy product