Dew

The old-fashioned beginning: a handsome, wealthy, and playboy man; a beautiful, intelligent, and innocent woman. But the woman fell in love with the man's brother - a boy sixteen years younger than her. --- If you are tired of walking in the dew, why don't you stay up all night, saying that there is a lot of dew in your walk? There are many norms in the world, does love also have to follow the rules? It doesn't have to shock the world, but it doesn't go against my heart. I just want to be more tolerant of differences. Picking the threads from the Book of Songs and weaving the wings of the present world, it is a story about "resistance". Conception: