Whenever their arguments turned vicious and they clashed until things got out of hand, Wei Xiaoduo couldn't help but feel indignant. If she weren't so shallow by nature, how could she have fallen for someone as flashy and empty as Bai Yu?
Theme: A melancholy voice nests in the years that flow away. At night, it sings to me: "I love you."
This should be romance rather than pure love, right?