Drinking a glass of strong wine burns both the throat and the heart - the man sitting opposite me on the chair, who was as gentle as jade, had an expressionless face: "Do you like him?" I had to say, neither salty nor bland: "No... I have never liked him." (I remember that I only wanted to love one person in my life, and he was in front of me) Then the man showed the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in my life, and I am willing to go crazy for it. But as time continues to pass by, in the end, "" completely obliterates the original innocence.
Concept: purely fictitious