Qin Yue is beautiful and arrogant, while Xing Xing is pure and gentle.
Cinnabar mole, white moonlight.
Wei Ziqi doesn't have to choose between the two, because they are not at the same stage. Even if they are at the same stage, his choice is still the choice of time.
Qin Yue was waiting for Xing Xing at the window seat of the cafe, wearing a white V-neck sweater, a haze blue cashmere coat on the back of the chair, and her long white fingers holding a coffee cup to keep warm.
When Xing Xing arrived, Qin Yue looked out the window at the flow of people and traffic, with a lonely and comfortable expression. After sitting down, Qin Yue ordered a latte for Xing Xing, and then said, "You are me before, but I am not you now. It's good to be young."
Xing Xing was not willing to be outdone, but felt a little weak. "I'm different from you."
Qin Yue chuckled, "What's the difference?"