Looking at the youthful and splendid boy in the photo, Xiaojiu smiled sincerely. He seemed to have forgotten the soaring fire, the reason for the man dressing up as a woman, the look of expectation on his mother, the pain of being driven away, and even that unforgettable crazy night... But missing him made him want to drop everything to fight for his love... The taste of missing is like a cup of black coffee without sugar, it smells sweet, but it tastes bitter but exciting, and he can't stop.
Intention: Love melts you, me and him