It was a warm and sunny day in mid-November. What I met that night was clearly love, but I was treated as sympathy by a certain woman. Even if it happens again, I will still choose to run in your direction.
Small theater:
Liu Qianyue: Didn't I look particularly pitiful that day when I was smoking?
Cen Xiuli: No, it was the helplessness that came into my heart.
Love in the world is never absent, it is just waiting for the best.