When I first saw you, you were cold and indifferent yet stunningly beautiful. I thought we would never meet again. But I never thought that I would travel over mountains and rivers for you, and spend my entire youth to become a friend who can stay by your side!
Seeing how caring and caring you are for her, I can only hide in the corner and lick my wounds alone. In this long-distance love race in which we spend our youth, whose stubbornness and perseverance wins over whose deep love?