"Suppose we meet again many years later, how should we say goodbye - with silence or tears." - Byron
She is a little flower hidden in the corner that blooms secretly. The wind cannot blow it away or the rain can't knock it away. She is fragile but stubborn;
He is a strong cypress standing in the light and growing freely, a star holding the moon, a young man who is clear and gentle.
There may be a certain element of chance in their encounter.
The first time I saw him, on the TV screen
The program opens with a children's chorus from kindergarten children.
The aunt next door was cracking melon seeds and said, "Hey, Yingcai Kindergarten! These are the children at the top of the pyramid."
The second time I saw him, in front of the seaside mansion
He was sitting in the car, his cold eyes seemed to be filled with cold ice blades, cutting her self-esteem into pieces with one knife.
The third time I saw him, on the high school campus
He couldn't recognize her and pressed closer and closer.
She was frightened and unable to dodge.
The fourth time I saw him...
Song Jin stared blankly at the affectionate couple not far away.
The man's deep eyes crossed the crowd, landed on her, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.
So, she ran away again.
The social heroine x the rich second generation male protagonist
Mission: Everyone is equal