She is pure and kind, as clear as water.
He is calm, few words, and as tough as a mountain.
In those years, the youthful infatuation and love turned into a wisp of fragrance.
17. The blooming season is like an unprepared and hazy undercurrent of love.
17. In the rainy season, it seems that the emotions that have not yet begun will disappear ruthlessly.
Who disturbs whose heart, who disturbs whose mood.