A little stammer who never asked for anything extravagantly,
I thought I was extremely lucky to encounter the spring flowers in my life.
In the end, I found that everything was in vain.
He is still only himself...
A romantic young man who never cared about anything,
Use tenderness to weave a big net, and only the prey will be caught in the net.
But I found that what I lost was the warmth of my life...
Can he get his little stutter back?
Can he usher in the real spring in his life?