What is love?
Qi Xiaomo was confused. He was used to seeing the separation of love and hate. He always looked at the love offered by others from the perspective of a bystander. Is it because I am too unfeeling, or is the love I want too real?
One is a dandy who acts like a dandy but is childish on the inside, and the other is a dandy who looks gentle but is actually sinister. Which one is the true love that can be entrusted to the whole life?