"Huang Yu, do you love me?" From the beginning to the end, what Xiao Zhao asked for was just three words: "I love you." She was born because of love and died because of love.
There is no possibility of intersection between a high-ranking god and a lowly mortal. How can a mortal longing for love and a god unable to love cross this gap? How can two people like this get together? A true love should be a process of self-sculpture. True love spans regions, races, and even genders... When you finish this journey of love, you will find that you have become a work of art. ...
Concept: We all have love, but do we really understand love? I think what love should be like is not to feel inferior because of the gap, not to retreat because of difficulties, just because I love you, so I am willing to become better, I am willing to move forward courageously, and I am even willing to be broken into pieces. It's just that because it's you, I do.