In the tender green years, in the pure white ivory tower, there is always a person who silently but irresistibly takes over your life and feelings. Maybe, it was just a one-man show of yours; maybe, your persistence can move God and give you joy, but everything will become blurry and powerless ten years later. Only that initial love runs through your life from beginning to end, ripples into the bright moonlight on your bedside, and condenses into the cinnabar mole in your heart. --Qin Zhen