"Xu Weizhou, I love you, I fucking love you, you'd better give me happiness, otherwise I, Huang Jingyu, will take you back even if I use the most despicable means!"
That year, a 23-year-old boy tried his best to hold back his tears and screamed at the sea under the moonlight with all his strength, just to mourn a love that died young but was unforgettable. It was not that he didn't love, but that he couldn't love. He was forced to separate. In the end, he could only watch each other's life and separation from a distance. The pain in it would never be less than the pain of farewell.