This somewhat true story is not about pure love at the age of seventeen. What is riding towards you on a white horse may not be love, but a war and chaos. What you encounter at the age when you fall in love may not be the romance of eternal love, but the most authentic human nature.
When you are seventeen, are the people you meet an angel or a demon, a pitiful person or a pathetic person.
Are you willing to accompany Zuo Anan into her seventeenth year, accompany her to the end of the story, and tell her the answer?
Conception: