The Wind Is Gentle, the Flowers Fall Late, and One Leaf Does Not Know the Autumn.

After all the poplar flowers have fallen, is there a beloved person who is still waiting for him? Luo Yan has experienced too many bad things in her life, but looking back at the past, there is a little fluorescent light shining alone in the darkness and confusion. She and he had never experienced separation or separation, nor had they experienced heartbreak, nor had they been dependent on each other for life or death. Only the little glimmer of memory warmed her heart. He and she were running forward on their own sides, and the place where they met was the new one.