Lin Jia likes a person and has been secretly like him for many years.
But she also understands that some love is like the wind that has fallen in the wheat field. Only the person involved understands it, and the world pretends that it has not happened.
"What do you think a crush is like?"
"I am in darkness and he is the light"
After you appeared, I became a light chaser.
Like a sunflower that has no choice but to grow and meets the elusive light, it is admiration and attachment.
If everyone is a beam of light, and I just want to be your light chaser.
The gleam of moonlight I see from your window is the light in my eyes when I like you.
Intention: secret love