The novel is written for myself, and the content is also to commemorate a person. The style is like a memory. I call the other person "you" without a specific name. The novel tells the difficult process of a pair of close friends turning into relatives. They were not just friends at the beginning, but started with my secret love. I spent two years making myself perfect, and after deliberately appearing in front of you, we became friends who are familiar with each other and have the same temperament. Because we are so familiar, I can no longer tell whether it is love or friendship. I They struggled with each other, quarreled and got back together, but no one was willing to take that step. After nearly ten years of struggle and running-in, during which the two people lived separately, on opposite sides of the earth, and also lived together peacefully until the years passed. Whether the ending is good or bad depends on whether I can face him sincerely in reality. I have always loved you in the past, so do you still love me?