I was a little girl hiding behind the screen and secretly beating my heart. Until that day, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, holding oil-paper umbrellas in the rain curtain, really came out of the game.
I held on to my tiny joys and secret loves that I dared not say. In the warm house in the north, I watched them make tea and peel chestnuts, and used the clumsiest tenderness to absorb all my uneasiness bit by bit.
This is my exclusive story - about a journey across dimensions, about two lovers who can only express their care through actions, and about my courage to finally speak out my heart.
(Secret warning to the dream girl: the full text is in the first person, it is the two-way running between the black and white demons✨)
Intention: Sincere love will eventually be seen