When they were thirteen years old, they had just entered junior high school. A piece of feather floated in Xu Yinan's dark world, teasing his heart, but he didn't understand what it was. At the age of sixteen, the white feathers became a thorn in his heart, making him feel itchy.
In the end, after all the hard work... Did I really get it? —Xu Yinan
You taught me that there are two sides to each other -Song Tang
Intention: Love is restraint