We met each other when we were young, got to know each other in college, cherished each other in the world, and fell in love without knowing it. The love affairs between men and women who are geniuses and academic masters disturb others and hypnotize themselves.
The two had a good feeling, and he said: "Promise me not to have a boyfriend in college. Let's not fall in love, okay?" Is it loss or disappointment? Is it relief or frustration?
