["I can no longer tell whether you are friendship or a missed love."] [Forgive me for going south and north, forgive me for grinding the ending into ashes...] After ten years of humble living, I have long given up on asking for fairness from reality. At the age of 17, she went to a small northern town alone, thinking that nothing could help her escape from the gloom, but she was shaken by the radiant young man. From the initial conflict to the subtle changes that took place between them, with his protection, she seemed to have the privilege of enjoying stability in this world of mutual indifference. Faced with the provocation of Mo Xiaofei, who could not bear to have her focus taken away, she just looked on with cold eyes until her unbearable past was used as a handle in someone's hands - she could abandon her dignity for a few coins and eat food discarded by others, but it was only because of his tolerance that she had to make a break. ... Five years later, when he became a public figure, the smile on the other side of the screen was still warm. He said she must be in the north. He said she always felt that the south was not warm. How ironic that her name is Xiangnan, but she can only stay in the north. It is said that the perfection of fairy tales is because the ending is always discarded. She has lived so hard and hard. I just want to ask if the happiness that belongs to her has ended?
