Some people say that every person who is not in love has someone in his heart who can never be touched.
In the summer when he was eighteen years old, Li Weiran seemed to have lost the most important person in his life.
I saw him again at a class reunion six years later. The proud and stubborn boy in my memory was no longer the youthful boy he was. Six years of time had polished him into a mature, elegant, and extremely charming man.
Looking at the face with gentle and cold eyes in front of her, she felt that there was not only six years of blank space between them, but thousands of mountains and rivers...
I thought I would never have anything to do with him again in this life, but fate once again made their fates tightly entangled. In this race between you and me with youthful frustration, whose perseverance will ultimately win?
I would like to dedicate this book to those children who have experienced the senior year of high school, the art exam, and the age of eighteen!