The pretentious love, hate, sadness and entangled separation and reunification in youth pain literature were the most confusing things for Yu Ji in middle school. Xiaoyu's classmate couldn't understand the tears people shed for love even if they tried their best.
Later, she became the person in the story, unable to love, trapped in a cocoon, her pearls shattered on the floor, tossing and turning in countless late nights.
