Library

Under the city wall, an old woman was huddled. She was wearing clothes patchwork of rags, wrapped in several layers inside and out. Her gray hair was tied up with a piece of cloth and tied casually. The scattered hair still fell on her shoulders and stuck to her face. People couldn't see her appearance clearly, but could vaguely see the traces of time in her weathered eyebrows. Her skin is covered with wrinkles, her complexion is sallow, the lines at the corners of her squinted eyes are deepening, and her eyes are dark and chaotic. It is unclear whether she was once a gorgeous beauty back then. "She's waiting for someone. Someone who will never come back. "

Gu Ping'an liked Li Hen at first sight. She carefully guarded and treasured it. When this love ferments day by day, it becomes out of control. I hope that in this life, what we get is what we love.