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Some memories are forgotten by time and handed back to the years; some stories are forgotten by the seasons and are given to the passing years. The world of your childhood and mine was very small. Our childhood memories are all about the family and friends who accompanied me along the way... [I am originally a idle person in Xinghua Courtyard, full of alcohol. Sitting by the small pond and watching fish, I lived a wanton childhood with fireworks in my eyebrows. ] --Zou Qianxi When they grow up, everyone runs forward desperately and chases their dreams. What is left behind is the eyes of the elderly grandma full of longing and sadness. She slowly stood there, watching generations of children leave... An old dream remains in the empty city, just a memory of Zou Qianxi, a past that I miss but can never go back to. The childhood days that I dream about day and night, I never let go of or forget. Childhood and the past seem not far apart, only separated by a thin layer of dreams, but there is no way to go back. [Looking briefly at the people in the play, you can feel the sunset] There is no word eternity in the world. I am afraid of forgetting the past. If the memory has no voice, then I hope to write the memory into a book to retain the past and bid farewell to the past. The watch painted on the wrist when I was a child has not gone away, but it has taken away most people's best moments.

Life is like traveling on a one-way road, there is no time to turn back. The story begins when Zou Qianxi met the cold and aloof man in a white shirt in the early autumn when she was sixteen. He is Xu Junhuai. There are gangsters and gentlemen who are like quarrels and discussions, like grinding. The story continued when he bent down and handed her a tissue. When the pair were white and clean, she felt the warmth she had not seen for a long time. He walked in with Feng, and she suddenly felt something different in her heart... Between him and her dream, she always retreated cowardly, pushing him away time and time again, but he always chose her without hesitation, never hesitating. She chose to escape from Huaining Middle School, which only brought her suffering and depression. This school was like a cage, which trapped her. When leaving, Xu Junhuai, such an arrogant person, lowered his head and begged her not to leave. She just said sorry in reply. --"I wish you happiness and good health in Huaihe, never see you again, and be safe every year." Zou Qianxi was forced step by step into the abyss from a girl as bright as the sun, and suffered from depression. She hated everyone in Huaining Middle School, but she was the only one who felt sorry for Xu Junhuai, the person who tried to pull her out of the abyss...

In the nine-level sky, only the king of dusk has arrived. My heart longs for Yao's song Xuanye, and the sunset in the nine-level sky is setting. She calls Jiu Mu, His Highness the Western God Lu Jiuchong Tianjiu. In front of others, she is noble and indifferent, evil and ruthless. However, behind the scenes, she is just a willful and arrogant girl who likes beauties and eats sweets. His name is Xie Ye, he is mysterious and inhumane, a powerful puppet master, and a cruel Demon Emperor. He is ignorant of worldly affairs and the ways of the world, but he is attached to and fond of her. Two people who were supposed to have nothing in common became involved because of an amnesia caused by a divine tribulation. It can only be said to be fate. Ah Xie, before I met you, I never thought about what love is. Love for you will never change in the passing years. --Jiu Mu Eleven, I want to be your husband and accompany you in this long immortal life. ――Xieye Ruosheng is both the luckiest and the saddest in this life because she is your sister. --Ruosheng

Yu Yu is Jiang Jing's calamity, burying his youth; she is his knot, tied in his heart all his life. When he was seventeen years old, he saw her for the first time in the hospital. She smiled peacefully, and his eyes were burning. Inadvertently, her smile flew into his eyes. After seeing the smile in her bright eyes, he fell into it and could never forget it again. He used one person to build a city for himself, locking away eternal loneliness. He was paying attention to her, in ways she knew or didn't know. Time is still passing, the years are quiet, and we have been apart for ten years. Missing is like a vine on a bamboo pole, getting tighter and tighter. When we met again, he was a university professor and she was a psychiatrist. "Hello, Dr. Yu." A simple sentence, but it revealed countless thoughts. "Hello, Mr. Jiang." Yu Yu looked at him with a smile. She only thought that Mr. Jiang was too good-looking and a handsome gentleman. Later, Yu Yu realized that everything had been planned by him for a long time. But, she was glad that she met him. What I retain is a dream of youth, and what I promise is that you will have a happy life...