"Tonight, the moonlight recedes and the roses surround the city. If I don't say I love you at this time, I will look boring and ignorant."
When she was eight years old, she was saved by the moon.
Reunited at the age of sixteen, she began to chase the moon that did not dare to shine.
It took her twelve years to pursue her from "child" to "my lover";
It took her twelve years to go from "Don't look at me with those disgusting eyes" to "I'm proud of my daughter."
This is a story about scars and moonlight, self-denial and two-way redemption - love is not a disease, let alone a sin.
Intention: "Children, grow up well." She waited for twelve years before she said, "Let's be lovers, my moon."