Library

Tang Xiaoran walked lonely and sadly along the dimly lit city streets where she had lived for more than fifteen years since she moved here, her legs wandering as if she were wandering out of boredom, "Alas, today is another day of failure, what the hell happened to me? It's so difficult for me, Tang Xiaoran, to find a job.

Xue Xue knew that he liked her. When Xue Xue was diagnosed with terminal gastric cancer, none of her followers who had been obedient to her before came to see her again. Only this boy named An Chen comes to see him every day.