Tan Yanyan was like a bright spot at the end of Chen Wanyi's college life, forcefully breaking into her world.
She was led to indulge in the shuttle bus at the end of her youth. She originally thought that this bus would be the end of the two of them, but she never expected that it was just a short and confusing dream.
He was like a wind passing through the hall. The wind passed and stopped.
And she still stopped where she was, spending the rest of her long life thinking about it.
If one day I can no longer remember your voice, the words will replace my memory of you.
A letter written to the past, the recipient is you, and the address is unknown
Concept: The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and there are roses everywhere