From the age of sixteen to twenty-six, Li Yu spent ten years carving a man named Chen Che into his bones and blood, and then spent every ten years of his remaining life peeling him off one by one.
A campus is too small, so small that I am destined to meet you.
The closest distance is you who are the farthest.
I love you, so I became your yoke.
The last love is to let go of your hands.
Concept: The growth of two boys