Yi Ran: When she was sixteen years old, she looked at him as elegant as a lotus and blushed with embarrassment; when she was twenty-four years old, he caught a glimpse of her blushing face from a distance and laughed secretly. The first time we met, feelings arose
Years later, when a reporter asked the famous designer Dasiy. Luo why she chose this career, she answered casually while playing with the straw on her drink: "Oh, just follow me, sir."
Sixuan: When they met again a few years later, she was cold and distant, and he was miserable and helpless. Still can't forget him? She asked. To pursue or to give up? He asked. In the end, there is still one sentence: "I still love you."