I still remember that year, Wei Zi squinted her eyes and asked me: Ye Zi, if you had to do it again, would you still take this road?
At that time, I put out the cigarette butt in my hand, blew out the smoke ring very coolly, and said: There are so many ifs.
The next second, Wei Zi's eyes became extremely melancholy, and he said: If you want to let me go, there is no if. Anyway, I have liked men since I was a child. But you are different, different...
At that moment, I suddenly felt very sensational that Wei Zi, this kid, has actually not changed over the years...
The emotional story of a woman and her gay sweetheart. Can we get our own happiness?