They met another summer, got to know each other, and knew each other, but never fell in love.
Their love for each other is always unrequited when it is most passionate.
"Yuan Zhi, what do you want from me?"
"I just want you to know your own heart."
"Are you punishing me or yourself?"
"I bet my happiness that you love me."
Roses wither because the water they pour only fills the petals when it can no longer be saved. There are orchids in the valley and there are orchids in the river. I miss the young master but dare not speak.