What is it? Driving this flamboyant and indifferent young man almost crazy?
What is it? Make this cold-faced and silent girl cry and faint?
What is it? To make those powerful people change their minds?
What is it? What is it? What exactly is it?
The joys and sorrows of conspiracy and secrets, is it separation? Is it Ju? Is it sad? Is it joy?
Will the melting of ice only make it colder, or will friction create thousands of temperatures?
Will their love be as perfect as predicted?
And when the ring that represents their true love shines with beautiful brilliance amidst thousands of opportunities, where should they go?
This is a grand conspiracy, and it is also a touch of light to heavy emotions.
"You in this year... Me in that life..." The young man gently picked up a bowl of water and whispered.
"I'll wait for you, forever!" The girl by the river said with a smile, no longer as cold as before.
There is beauty in it, and I don't like to enter it by mistake.