Secret love is like a strong wind, accompanied by a heavy rain. The wind is probably too strong, causing the girl to lose her direction and lose her mind. After the storm, she could only force herself to calm down and pick up her shattered sanity in the ruins.
When she was eighteen years old, she saw his arrogance and arrogance
When she was twenty-eight years old, she saw his maturity and stability
The boy is still a boy, and she is still her
Concept: The memories of walking alone are the secrets of youth.