"Is this what I want? Is this what I want? If possible, who the hell would want to get this disease?"
"Xiaojin, calm down."
Three years ago, Mo Li let go and left Yan Jin behind, so the future he wanted was what he wanted. Three years later, when he returned from his studies, he could no longer see the Yan Jin he once was.
What kind of sparks will arise between a game company CEO and a talented illustrator?
Intention: hope, persistence