Meeting Tang Qiubai again in Capital City, it was already an bleak autumn, the branches of the sycamore trees on the street had become bare, with only a few stubborn dead leaves swaying in the autumn wind, ultimately unable to resist the powerful natural order, struggling and swaying before finally drifting away with the wind to become spring mud.
In her previous life, whenever Sisi saw these autumn leaves swaying with the wind, she always felt a sense of desolate loneliness, perhaps it was seeing objects and thinking of herself?
In this life, she lives happily, everything goes as she wishes, naturally she wouldn't be so anguished over spring and autumn. Even if the falling leaves hit her head, she would calmly brush them off, look up at the bare trees and say: "Ah, autumn is here!"
But when she saw Song Mengshi, who appeared emaciated, in the hospital, she truly felt the melancholy of autumn.
