Some love is too unlike love, like them.
Xu Tingxue hated her appearance, and he hated the way Bai Yu looked at his face, but he didn't want her to look away.
Xu Tingyu imagined that one day Bai Yu would leave and he would no longer be in pain.
"Will you love me, will you fall in love with me one day?"
"Do you want me to fall in love with you, or do you want me to forget you?"