This is a story about the chain reaction caused by the search for love. In the tragic wreckage of reality, innocence still floats as transparent as glass. Love is not simply I love you, you love me, but it is indeed simple. Simply love you, simply be loved; simply feel you, simply release; simply do all stupid things, but never think that it is something you regret.
What is happy love? That is when I still love you and you still love me. However, love is fragile and cannot tolerate any flaws. These seemingly small points turn into a terrible bomb, which may shatter your body if you are not careful. So, we learned to protect love, guard it tightly in our hearts and hold it in our hands like the straw that protects us. But I forget that the bumpy road may be a hammer that smashes love hard, leaving only separation.