I walk towards you step by step, attracted by you, but I only dare to stand one step away.
You are as noble as silk, and I am as vulgar as cloth. We are not two people who can stand together, so why force it? On the scale of love, there is never equality. You are higher than me and I am lower. How should I face it?
After decades of companionship, can they come together?
After witnessing the love between their mothers, how will the two daughters choose?
This is a contest between two people with unequal status and status, who are attracted to each other but dare not get close. Who convinced whom?