Xuanmu became a male prostitute at the age of sixteen. He was born with a beautiful body and a frivolous temperament. Therefore, he regarded himself as aloof and aloof, bohemian, and regarded games, bees and butterflies as his daily life, and was decadent and decadent. Until one day, he met Xu Jianan, a lonely graduate student, and his heart suddenly palpitated, and his youthful love was out of control.
Is there always a person who, despite the heavy and incomplete life, is still as colorful and beautiful as an oil painting? Such a person is only suitable for appearing in the youthful age, because it only takes one time, and it will be remembered for a lifetime.
Youth is in chaos, and we are scattered in a hurry.