The relationship between some people cannot be explained clearly.
A friend, a lover, a lover, a relative, and an enemy. From the age of thirteen to thirty-three, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, from "what a coincidence" to "long time no see". They have tried being together, trying to separate, trying to be friends, and trying not to interact with each other until death. Not once was successful.
The first volume is called "I wish you would last forever" - the secret love between the girl and herself. The second volume is called "A Thousand Miles Away" - they reunited fifteen years later, finally grew up, and finally understood that love is not omnipotent.
This is not a reunion. It was a mirror that had been broken for twenty years. They each picked up the pieces and worked together for twenty years. The piece I put together is not the original mirror, but I don't plan to throw it away again.
Intention: In the past twenty years, we have tried all kinds of relationships. This time, what are we doing here?