Zhao Yanning&Mo Chao
It rained heavily that day, pouring down like a layer of fog.
The thunder is deafening
It seems he can't see him clearly
"Playing? What do you mean by those words, coaxing me?"
"Do you really believe it? You are such an adult, why are you still so naive?"
"Do you say that to everyone!?"
"I'm not that passionate about love. I only say this to my *friends."
"Yes, you are right. We are just friends!"
(The author has a poor writing style, please forgive me)
Concept: Feelings... Are like rain