The secret love in childhood is like an immature apricot, more sour than sweet, and the result is unknown.
Shen Yan, I like you so much that I want to tell you about the clouds I see every day."
This love is deep in my bones, but I can't express it. I can only hide it in my heart and become a chaos for me alone.
However, secret love is like sweet poison, making me sink unconsciously.
Intention: Eternal white moonlight