The first time their eyes met was when Jiang Yang was beaten up in an alley, and he left straight away. With just one glance, Jiang Cheng's eyes were like an abyss, sucking him down. As soon as he fell thousands of feet, he realized that Jiang Yang was probably the most blazing young man.
Hold the light in your left hand, don't let go.
People are always lonely, either being saved or saving themselves. You may not love yourself, but I am willing to turn into the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly to love you.
Concept: A self-rescuer often sinks deeper and deeper into the quagmire until there is a hand above his head, pulling him desperately.