Standing on the beach, watching the tide rise and fall, Yan Qiyu had a question in his mind that he couldn't figure out. Every time he looked at the waves, his mind would slowly open up. I don't know why, but this time it seemed that he was getting more and more into trouble. Yan Qiyu smiled, but had no choice but to get up and leave, not thinking about this annoying problem for the time being.
After Yan Qiyu left, a pair of leather shoes stepped on the place where Yan Qiyu had just stood. He looked at the direction she left and fell into his own thoughts.
One party's enthusiasm, the other party's dodge; whether one party will gradually let go, and whether the other party is willing to accept it.
Intention: Unswerving and positive