Lu Changan will think a lot about the past when he is alone. It seems that many things are worth regretting, and it seems that there is nothing to regret. He persists and struggles because he respects his own creed of love - only relationships that have gone through the wrong path are worth cherishing. Even though I have experienced so much, even if I am disappointed again and again in the darkness, I still do not hesitate to accept it.
All his life, Meng Xiechen remembered the handsome boy who raised his face in the sunset when he was in his senior year of high school. Meng Xiechen lived indifferently, panicked, regretted, and finally understood the difficulty of love. Love is like a piece of frosted glass, between the right person and your own heart, when you see clearly all you can see is their back; love is like porcelain, only after it has been squeezed, calcined, cracked and broken can it create beauty that will be passed down to generations.