What does the boy in your memory look like?
Is he a rebellious prodigal son, a proud and sinister rich man, or a gentle and elegant sweetheart?
Under the starry sky, Ning Yuan held the railing with his hands, looked into the distance, and asked: "Shen Zhiyou, what do you want most?" She said: "Freedom." Ning Yuan curled his lips, "Me too, we will get what we want."
But still under the same starry sky, he said indifferently and coldly: "Shen Zhiyou, we are not the same people."
Xia Chuanyu held her arm proudly, "Shen Zhiyou, do you think you can escape from my grasp?" But on a rainy night, he humbly said: "I always wanted to snatch anything from Ning Yuan, but now I would rather give everything to him in exchange for you."
Chu Yan looked at her firmly: "Let's get engaged, if you don't want to marry him." But he said desperately: "It turns out that after all I have done, you still don't have any place for me in your heart."