The male protagonist slowly began to notice the female protagonist. There seemed to be something warm on her body that had not been touched for a long time. Perhaps, it had never been touched at all.
Does such a thing as love really exist? No, I only believe in the warmth of the present, I only believe in things that I can actually feel, such as you. Yes, I don't love you, but I can't live without you.
He is such a heart-wrenching boy. If you don't love him, don't love him. Just forget it if you can't live without him. It's fine to just live like this day by day. After all, there is no burden. Bei Xiaojie thought hard.