I haven't seen Mo Yang since I graduated from high school. I thought I had forgotten him, but after waking up from a drunken dream, I missed him uncontrollably. It seemed that God was blessing me and I met him again. A series of things that happened after that caught me off guard but I was ecstatic. I was like a moth to a flame again. . . Maybe I never expect his love, as long as I am by his side, that's enough. But every time I look at his sleeping face in the dead of night, I can't help but look forward to it: I wish to win the heart of another person and stay together till the end of our lives.