Jiang Xian no longer thinks of her often.
But very occasionally, she would make some innocuous assumptions. If I hadn't met Su Fengyao at the beginning. This is by no means some kind of hopeful extravagance, but a disgust for one's own past.
Teacher Su, who was as gentle and romantic as the wind, finally distanced himself from himself who was struggling in the darkness. "If I never say it, maybe you will like me more." It wasn't until she pretended to be a passerby at the door of the dance studio in the hot summer and got the latest news that she realized that her assumption had been established.
In the hot wind that stung her pores, she suddenly realized her love.
"Jiang Xian, you are my little fool forever."
"So greasy... But sister Ayao, I am willing to be your little fool forever."
(The dance club's free and gentle dance teacher Su Fengyao x the quiet, reserved and gloomy college student Jiang Xian)
Intention: Courage to face love, courage to face separation between life and death