Su Ye is a very ordinary man. He would disappear into a crowd without anyone noticing. Perhaps he knew how to hide his wounds, because most of the time he was smiling, and the smile seemed real. He knew that feeling down wouldn't solve anything. Su Ye was strong, and no blow ever left a mark on him. He thought he would keep walking alone forever, until... that man appeared. Now, even in his dreams, he felt a sweetness that brought a genuine smile to his face, not a feigned one. Even though we're both men.
Lucy, that's enough. . .