Waiting for the Flowers to Bloom

How many midnight dreams always remind me of that stubborn, cold girl who gave up all the paths in life as soon as she chose. Every time I think of her, I always feel heartbroken for no reason. When they met, Cheng Luoxun hadn't realized that Yan Yihan was carrying things alone. Yan Yihan was waiting for the traffic light in the windy sports car. Seeing that thin figure, he was holding on alone. Whether he was the same as himself back then, he was lost in his thoughts. He had never relaxed since his parents left. He completed his studies alone, took care of his grandma, and supported the company. He never relaxed. Until later...