Secret love is like a sugar bowl shaking in the heart. It is obviously full of sweetness, but it only dares to shake gently in the corner. His eyes were like moths chasing the light, his fingertips repeatedly typed and deleted words, and every punctuation mark in the diary hid a secret for him. It's like watching a silent fireworks through frosted glass, the splendor and loss belong only to you.
For Chi Xi, Jiang Zheng was a secret that could not be told in her youth. She always looked at him secretly and never dared to let him find out. I thought there would be no result between the two of them, so I only dared to hide this love in my heart...
In this summer, their story also begins...
Intention: Waiting for you to understand my metaphor