Qian Zhongshu once wrote a beautiful text to Yang Jiang: "Before I met you, I never thought about getting married. When I met you, I never thought about getting married with anyone else."
My name is Tao Mu, a 25-year-old graduate of the School of Political Science and Law. He has an ordinary appearance, an average family background, no outstanding talents, and no outstanding eloquence. He is the kind of passerby who no one will notice even if he stands at the highest point. The only good thing is that I love him.
His name is Ye Xunan, a 27-year-old graduate of the School of Political Science and Law. He has outstanding looks, a wealthy family, can play the piano, and speaks fluent English. He is the kind of protagonist who will attract attention even if he is thrown into a slum. The only drawback is that he doesn't love me. Oh, that's wrong, he loves me, but he just doesn't love me enough.
Intention: Is there such a world where it never gets dark, the stars, the sun, and everything obey my command, the moon is not busy waxing and waning, spring never goes far away, and the treetops hug their leaves tightly. Who can hear it, in the ears, before the eyes. This life happens again.