Lu Xu's love is obvious. She could declare to the world arrogantly, "I like Fang Jingnan," but in her heart, she had long shrank into a ball of timidity. She saw herself in the photo, standing next to Fang Jingnan, with an expression of bitterness and hatred. The stiff neck revealed the clumsy restraint of trying to get closer without being discovered. Perhaps this love was a one-way street, Lu Xu slowed down, just hoping that Fang Jingnan was behind him. As long as she doesn't look back, there is hope, she deceives herself. Ahead is the exit...
Intention: I have the right to love you.