Love is a hand that wants to touch and then withdraws. —— Salinger
In the long love between childhood sweethearts Ye Zhen and Lu Heng, Luo Yunfei was a spectator watching from beginning to end.
Two years later, when they reunited in London, Luo Yunfei found that the little girl no longer kept saying "our Aheng" as before.
After getting to know each other in a foreign country, Luo Yunfei realized belatedly that he had always liked her.
But he was a man of all things and had both sides, but he didn't dare to face his own heart.
He said nothing, struggling to reflect on himself.
After her best friend's wedding, Ye Zhen stared blankly at the sea breeze and the sunset, recalling the young love she had destroyed with her own hands and the hand she could not stretch out to pray for happiness.
At this time she saw Luo Yunfei coming from a distance.
He was finally brave and determined.
Her shackles are her protective color, her worn-out umbrella during the long rainy season. But she was finally willing to endure the heart-piercing pain to break free.
Because my heart and happiness do not want to be deceived.
"Luo Yunfei, I like you very much, but you must not hurt me!"
"Zhenzhen, I like you very much. There are no buts."
Love and ideals can heal all old wounds.
Intention: Please bravely get rid of pain and step into happiness