This is a city without spring.
Ten years ago, when she was seventeen years old, she was struggling with math, physics and chemistry every day, and she was exhausted; he was holding another girl in his arms, full of energy and unscrupulousness. There is a wall between them.
Ten years later, when she was twenty-seven, he pressed him against the wall, his breath lingering on the corner of her mouth, lingering, and there was a distance of five centimeters between them.
Concept: Love is a long-lasting stream