Jiang Yuan seemed to be forever indebted to Qin Chuan.
He was the one who fried himself up like a chicken and a dog, as if the clear soup noodles were doused with spicy oil and spicy food, making it full of fireworks. Jiang Yuan always felt that he and he were two sides of the same coin, but Qin Chuan just turned his fate into a Möbius strip.
He has his pride and reserve, and he also has his domineering and arrogance. Jiang Yuan wanted to end it, but he also wanted to possess it; he wanted to pay it off, but he didn't expect that it would take him a lifetime.
He is the last carnival at the end of his youth and the last tenderness when he is disillusioned.
What can I pay you back? How do I say I love you?
You are the only Blue Orange that has taken root on this cold planet of mine.
"You should regard the night as the destination of the day, and the morning as the growth of all things." (Excerpted from "The Food of the World" by Andre Gide)