Yue Xin was like an onion, peeling herself off piece by piece in front of him; Jun Miao was a hedgehog, slowly softening his sharp thorns in front of her. When the hedgehog accidentally stabbed an onion, it made him cry. Onion asked him: "Why are you crying?" The hedgehog replied: "Your smell is too strong, it smelt me."
One is like an onion, wrapped around itself, cautious in life, but seeking some excitement from time to time. One is like a hedgehog, erecting all its sharp thorns to protect its softness. When the two met, they were slowly surrounded by the smell of onions, adding more flavor and color to their lives.
