The spotlight suddenly turned off, and the people on the stage quietly exited, leaving behind a slim and slender shadow. She was a swan, she was Wen Yan, she was the eternal white moonlight in Jin Taiheng's heart... A tear stretched lightly across his cheek. It was the most handsome face in the world, full of desolation because he could not love and be loved - I love you, you love me, but why can't I do anything?
Intention: Gentle and non-stick