Regarding Qian Xia, it is the newly born camphor tree with a touch of ambiguity. When I met you in the summer of 16 years old, my love was not yet full.
Xia Qianqian always thought that that encounter was destined to be an unresolved sorrow in the world.
I thought, I love you.
I thought you loved me too.
Only in the end did I realize that it was all my fault.