Gu Qingyi said to Fei, I must find him, then I can tell him: I like him. In this way, in the years to come, I can tell others openly and honestly that I once loved a person. He was smart and reserved, and he was the cutest person I have ever seen. But he rejected me, or he agreed to me. This is better than looking back many years later and crying in the quilt all night as a memorial to my unrequited love. So I must find him.