"Ye Zhiqiu, you know how hard it takes for me to resist the urge to hold you in my arms."
Forgetting is the best relief, silence is the cruelest alienation.
After seven years of waiting, seven years of persistence, you are still mine after seven years.
Ye Zhiqiu has always known about Su Ci's obsession with him, seven years ago and now. What Su Ci hated most about Ye Zhiqiu was his silence. It was then and it is now.