"Senior, I wrote this poem." Zhou Yihang lowered his head and took the letter paper that was still fragrant from the hand of the school girl. [The rain is falling in my old hometown and the grass and trees are deep. I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city. The sound of the flute falls on that It’s us that Nomura’s Fate took root]...The melody sounded in Zhou Yiyang’s mind at the right time... Parallel world, entertainment article, single female protagonist