C90 Grand Ending

On the sunny island, seagulls were flying low.

On both sides of the flower-paved road, rows and rows of seats stood in succession.

In the dressing room, Li Qianzheng looked at her daughter, who had grown up, with a face full of gratification, "Warmth, you've suffered so much these past few years."

Looking at the tears in the corner of his mother's eyes