Yuan Yiyuan is like the kind of person that many people will meet in their youth.
Clean, quiet, and nothing needs to be done, it is enough for people to remember it for a long time.
Looking back many years later, everyone realizes that those small things that seemed to have passed have not really disappeared.
An unanswered text message, an encounter at the wrong place, an old photo that was dug out, an old object that was recognized only after many years, are all like echoes suppressed by time.
It turns out that some feelings didn't happen, but no one was ever willing to take responsibility for them.
Intention: It's not that he has never loved, it's just that he never loved enough for you to live a stable life.