There is a touch of white moonlight on the tip of every girl's heart, which contains our fantasy of Prince Charming and a handsome knight.
As you grow up, the person in Bai Yueguang gradually becomes clearer.
You are madly in love with that person, but you know clearly that he is destined to be just a dream.
You will never, ever, ever be together.
It's like the white moonlight reflected in your eyes, warm and bright, but you can only watch it.
Close at hand, yet out of reach.
You stretched out your hands to touch the white moonlight, but before your fingertips got close, it turned into a teardrop, fluttering away from you.
Girl, why are you crying?
No, no, the wind and sand blurred my eyes.
You smile with red eyes.
Stubborn, as always.
This is a story about secret love.
When a girl is sixteen or seventeen years old, she has the most beautiful and most desperate time.