I can taste other people's emotions, and Xu Jiaqi tastes like mint candy.
That time was very sweet, so sweet that I believed this was what love looked like. Until the conspiracy came, all I tasted was the sweet taste of rust.
My senses are shattered between sweetness and pain. The last fireworks he set off for me became the most gorgeous funeral of our love.
This first love that started with mints ended up being sealed in my memory forever with the taste of rust.
