When I was a student, I wrote about secret love, and there would be two-way secret love and ambiguity in the middle. The overall direction is sweet. But love in student days is full of regrets. The regret is that the whole world thinks we are together, but only we know that there is always one step between us. It is a relationship that cannot be loved or forgotten.
Intention: Love always has regrets, we must learn to look forward