My defining line in class 1 (3) of junior high school. The rays of light outside the window warmed my cold heart, but I couldn't lift my heavy head. I feel an inexplicable grievance, like the smell of lemon and the sour smell in the air. But I won't cry, I am the most confident, because men don't shed tears lightly. I've grown up.
Intention: A young man only loves one person in his life