"The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Living together for a long time, there is no need to guess twice."
You are my childhood sweetheart, I am your best friend
But I am not the woman in your heart.
"Huiyin, your name is really bad. Just thinking about it will make people think of that woman who touches the hearts of countless men with every smile."
If memories had a scent, it would be the scent of camphor, sweet and steady, like well-remembered music, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.
----Lin Huiyin
I'm not her. I don't want Xu Zhimo to abandon his family to pursue true love for me, nor do I want to spend a lifetime telling Liang Sicheng about my feelings, nor do I want Jin Yuelin to live next to me. All I miss is him.