Chen Shuang met a boy when he was eighteen years old. The boy raised his eyebrows, strummed smoothly with his slender fingers, had a deep voice, and smiled slightly: "Would you like to join the music club, elementary school girl?"
They say that the most painful thing is unrequited love, but Chen Shuang feels that the most painful thing is secret love. It is the love that one is cowardly and does not dare to say out loud, even though he knows that across the vast rivers and armies, there is still a hint of humility and inexplicable expectation.
Intention: Wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and rekindles it