We love so slowly, we can't help ourselves when we love someone, and we can't stop.
When did this feeling of anxiety begin and when did it end? From meeting you, getting to know you, getting to know you, or falling in love with you?
Jingsheng's love is silent and turbulent, while Yandong's love is lonely and deep. However, they are in love.
That's it. It is worth the pain and torture along the way, worth missing me day and night, and worth the plain but gorgeous fleeting years.