Xiaoxian once believed in love. Those sweet pasts, those lingering entanglements, and even those deep-seated tortures, which one is not what love looks like? Not only that, but it's also like a classic love. However, when time passed and the truth of life gradually came to light, Xiaoxian finally began to doubt: is it love? Or is it just hormones? If it is love, why has the appearance of love degenerated into such an ugly appearance? If it is hormones, what is the truth behind hormones?