A quiet scholar who disguises himself as a man × a rich young lady who prefers to do business. Imaginary ancient saying GL. Childhood sweethearts. It's not a vigorous love song, and it doesn't require you to be tortured over and over again. In my eyes, it's nothing more than two people with similar destinies coming together naturally. This is what I think love should be like. Thanks for being with us all the way, it's great to have you.
The idea: How do women, both of them, depend on each other in the old society.
