Everyone's youth begins its truly crazy journey of never looking back when meeting someone.
The man named Meng Zhe was called Duan Wen. She never knew when he grew from a troublemaker who climbed trees without hesitation and smashed windows without blushing, to a big boy with a bright laugh and clear eyes. She only knew that when she realized this, the love in her heart could no longer be recovered.
"This person I like will make everyone I meet in the future not like him very seriously." In the past fifteen years, he has grown into a mole on her heart and a callus on her hands. If she doesn't take it away, it will hurt; if she takes it away, it will grow like weeds every year, and the wind will blow. She was cold on the outside, but the crazy paranoia born of him in her heart accompanied her lonely and miserable youth for many years.
Love is the shadow in the eyes, followed step by step behind the shadow.
Love doesn't care about the warmth or coldness in the heart, it only wants his greetings to be thorough.