Zhuang Li: I love you, not because of who you are, but because of who you are like.
Ke Mi: I love you, no matter who you love, I just love you.
Zhuang Li: I hate myself for not being able to tell who I love.
Ke Mi: I hate myself for knowing so clearly that I always love you.
Zhuang Li: Finally, I discovered... I actually love you, just you.
Ke Mi: Finally, I can only say I'm sorry, I can't afford you tomorrow, please forgive me for breaking the promise.
One encounter has already determined the outcome.
Without starting, the results are already seen.
An apology contains too much helplessness.
It doesn't matter, it just takes a lot of courage.
A secret that has become a passer-by ever since.
With a turn, we are separated from each other.
Men's love, struggle, hurt, pain, lies, leaving...
In a well-designed plot, who should appear on stage?
The curtain hasn't been lowered yet, who wants to take off their armor and quit?
Who remains silent? Leave a lifetime of sadness?