He is indifferent like him, plain and ordinary, but proud and stubborn; he has an indifferent heart and watches the wind and clouds blow and the flowers bloom and fall.
As arrogant as she is, she is willing to give up everything for him. But in exchange, he was as indifferent as ever.
Why? Was he always so ruthless to her?
She was dreaming, and one day, when she was about to turn around, he reached out to hold her back. No longer proud, no longer treating her indifferently.
Suddenly I looked back and smiled lightly, leaving a smile of relief and happiness...