Why doesn't he like me because I'm not good enough? This is what He Yuan thinks about every lonely night, but he thinks about it too many times but never gets the answer. Has Wei Cheng ever loved himself? He doesn't know. He once thought that companionship was love, but he and Weicheng had been together for seven years, so why did he mean anything to Weicheng. (This article is BL, not sadomasochistic, not sweet, not CEO, just the ordinary life of a gay couple in a big city)