"I want to engrave my lover's name on the base of the big clock, and engrave a heart next to it to represent our loyal love!"
When Sui Yi shouted this sentence in front of everyone, Li Qing almost laughed out loud.
Since then, every time he watched a play performed by Sui Yi, he would laugh, sometimes with a bitter smile, sometimes with a sneer. Li Qing knew very well that his smile was full of envy and jealousy, and maybe a little pretentious and dejected. After a long time, the people around him have become mature and old-looking, but Sui Yi is still the stupid young man of the past, clinging to his brilliant youth like "Ma Lu". How can he not be jealous of being so cherished by the years?
As for him, he may have become one of the supporting characters on the stage who looked at Sui Yi sideways. Without a beam of chasing light hitting him, he could only mutter in the corner of the stage: "Love is so beautiful, but it is vulnerable."
Writing a light-hearted story is almost always trivial, and the parents are short-lived, so the joys and sorrows in the story are not so earth-shattering, they are all ordinary.