Gu Nanfeng has hated laughing since he was a child, because laughing is a thankless thing. The fragrances are filthy and the Nanfeng is late. This is the most suitable way to describe Gu Nanfeng. He was obviously sixteen or seventeen years old, but Gu Nanfeng's eyes were filled with frost and showed no emotion.
Later, when we got along, there were too many people with too many people's shadows. The shadows overlapped, and they actually pieced together the appearance of the young man deep in the memory. Gu Nanfeng's yearning for Gu Hebai was withering away but never ending.
Intention: Why does love sentence all living beings to loneliness?