The price of being yourself is that there is no way back.
The price of flying high is a bloody head.
The price of getting out of misery is actually not heavy, as long as you and I both fall into this vast wilderness, and then head high into the sky called love.
Jin Ye, who had always pretended to be a good student in the eyes of his parents, rebelled and exploded. Sixteen years of restraint and etiquette were ruined by this big one. So, I packed my bags and left without notifying anyone.
I walked to a place I had never been before and met an unknown deskmate.
When Jin Ye first met Song Zhimi, he felt that this person should be the child that his neurotic father hated the most. Call him naughty, but that's not the case; call him unlikable, but that doesn't seem to be true; call him lovable, but he seems to be quite so… Then Jin Ye touched his conscience and said that at first he felt that Song Zhimi gave him a contradictory and complicated feeling, but later on, the contradiction disappeared, and the word cute suddenly popped up. Either good or bad, just like this, the word "cute" bounced around in Jin Ye's mind, but the word got lost, and only love remained.
Song Zhimi's heart is as big as the sky. Except for family and friendship, everything else can be forgotten as soon as he wakes up. But one day he discovered a fatal flaw in himself - he likes beautiful things. Just like that, the good-looking Jin Ye dangled in front of him every day, making him dizzy and confused, dazzling into his eyes and into his heart.
"At first I thought you were like the sun, then I thought you were like a little golden retriever, and now I feel like you are my moon."
Purpose: Put aside suffering and learn to love and be loved