"Chen Che! What about me? What am I to you, a passing stranger or a plaything? Did you ever really like me, or was it all just an act? I bet you can't even remember anymore."
"He hurt you, and yet you still can't help loving him."
"Turn around and look at me, Yanyan."
He Yan walked all the way here over shards of glass, yet the roses he held were Lin Xiyan's favorite.
Theme: School life
