[An emotionally inept, taciturn accountant top x a quiet, gentle florist bottom]
I want to pick a rose for you, but I'm afraid its thorns might hurt you.
I search through the garden, carefully picking and choosing, until at last I find a blooming tulip. I gently wipe away the dew and hold it reverently in my hands.
When I lift my head, I see that you've gone.
As if you'd never visited my garden at all, but had merely passed by.
It was all just my imagination.
A rose in bloom is a grand declaration of love.
When Shi An was seventeen, he said to Wen Yu, “I like you. Did you hear me?”
When Shi An was twenty-seven, he said to Wen Yu, “I love you. Did you hear me?”
From now on, for all the long years ahead, I will wait for you.
“That summer, when I was seventeen, I fell in love with someone.”
“From then on, he became the only light in my bleak life.”
“Dreams have no rank or price. Neither of us has the right to criticize what other people pursue.”
Theme: Dreams are priceless, and love isn't possession.
