When An Liang had nothing, he met Li Qing, who also had nothing.
The same park, park chairs facing each other. This is their beginning.
If the seven-year itch is a hurdle in love
From falling in love to being as plain as water
From nothing to the top of your career
Cracks begin to appear in love from lies
More and more scars form
Talk about love? It hurts too much
Say you don't love it? So fake
Like a vine wrapping around little by little until it is bound
then suffocate