Time is like running water, free and traceless, and it plants the seeds of regret.
The story has become so desolate that no one cares about it.
The moment Lan Yi climbed up the wall, he thought about what he would accomplish in his life.
Great man? Little gangster? Or are they ordinary people destined to live a mediocre life?
She doesn't like to be like others, especially she doesn't like to get into a crowd of people and discuss things that most people care about.
She likes to be unique, she thinks that makes her special.
She likes to be the outlier.