When we first met, you were like a orchid jade tree left in the world. Qinggui proudly hides the insurmountable alienation deep into his bones, so that no one can see it.
When we parted, you were still as sad as snow and your thoughts were unstained. There was no fluctuation in Yutou's dark eyes.
When we met again, you were as gentle as jade and you took me into your arms. When your bodies formed a semicircle, I realized how embarrassed I was in escaping.
Haughty and haughty, inferior and arrogant. There has always been such a clear distinction between you and me, it's just that I can't understand it.