"Jian Qing, I want to love you so much." Thirteen-year-old Lu Chen didn't quite understand what love was. She only knew that Jian Qing was the only ray of light in her dark world.
"Jian Qing, I can't love you." Sixteen-year-old Lu Chen seemed to understand what love was, but she couldn't. They all said they loved without pain, but for Lu Chen, it was love without being able to.
"Jian Qing, I'm not qualified to love you." The eighteen-year-old Lu Chen was a little more mature, but she still couldn't love Jian Qing.
"Jian Qing, can I love you?" The twenty-eight-year-old Lu Chen should be considered excellent in the eyes of most people, but I don't know if she is qualified to love Jian Qing. She really... Really... Really wants to love her.
"Lu Chen, I have been waiting for you to love me." Whether it was thirteen-year-old Jian Qing, sixteen-year-old Jian Qing, eighteen-year-old Jian Qing or twenty-eight-year-old Jian Qing, they had been waiting in place, waiting for Lu Chen to have enough courage to love her.
Concept: This is a story about wanting to love but not daring to love