The seventeen-year-old Xia Er met his new neighbor Xie Ran, thirty-four years old, for the first time. His breathing suddenly turned into a sweet pain. Xie Ran looked like a handsome and uninhibited figure from a girl's comic, combined with all the beautiful words that the seventeen-year-old Xia Er could give him. As a result, Xia Er fell into hopeless unrequited love.
Seventeen-year-old Cheng Jiamu, wearing a clean white shirt, turned to Xia Er at the back table and said, "Xia Er, don't you think I'm handsome and cute?"
Eighteen-year-old Xia Er confessed to Xie Ran. Xie Ran stroked Xia Er's short, smooth hair and smiled and said, "But you are still too young. Come back when you grow up!"
Eighteen-year-old Cheng Jiamu confessed his love to Xia Er. Xia Er raised his head and said contemptuously: "Get away, didn't you see that my sister just fell out of love?!"
If loving you is the pain of growing up, then I hope the pain will last forever...
If loving you is a poison that has no cure, then I hope to end with hatred...
If loving you is persistent waiting, then I hope time will never end...