Wang Xiaofei was so confused that he didn't know that he had just rested on someone's arm, and he didn't see the owner of that arm; he didn't know that he had stayed in a person's head from that day on, with his eyes closed, hugging the pillar, and pillowing on his arm, like a dream as light as butterfly wings. This butterfly danced again on March 1st of the following year, allowing Zeng Hai to see true love at a glance among so many people on the third floor of the library.
Intention: Some people will fall in love when they see each other, and they will eventually fall in love.