Xu Chenguang, introduced in the book, is the greatest translator in East Asia throughout the century. The Xu Chenguang in her eyes had more aura and warmth than the eyes of others. She carefully explored his world and tried to follow his trajectory.
I don't know if it's fate or destiny. The more two people think about being just passers-by in each other's lives, they will eventually become each other's devout believers throughout their lives.
He was a dream that she couldn't struggle with, and she was a concern that he couldn't get rid of.
Chunguang, Chunguang. A time dusty in memory.
Time has paid off and I am still the same as before.