When everyone is growing up, there will always be a best friend by his side, crying and laughing together. When we are together, even if we speak incompatible words, she can still understand. Because of the tacit understanding, we can share and share many things, and even fall in love with the same person silently. We are two boys, and we are unwilling to expose each other because of our love for each other, and we are jealous of each other because of the girl's small-mindedness. But when girls transform into women, when we experience the world and learn to understand, cherish, and grasp, what will happen to the friendship and love mixed with mutual love? . . . .