Chang Hoon's Phantom First Love

Seventy-year-old Changxun was lying on the hospital bed. When he was dying, he always Thinking of the somewhat frivolous young woman who was sitting in the back seat and reached out from the side to touch his waistline through the seam of the car, he moved slightly and easily grabbed her hand. It was a boneless but cold touch~ No matter you are serious or not, there is always very little room for willfulness left in this world.