The bitter secret love that He Xiaolu had always treasured finally surfaced. After breaking the calm all of a sudden, there will probably be no more waves.
Li Guanyu, the young man who was still buried deep in her heart even though she said she was disgusted with him, was still as cold and indifferent as when he was young.
Love, when did it come?
Despite being approached countless times, why is it still overwhelming with uncontrollable sadness, unable to stop it, and bruised all over my body?