It's a mistake in time,
People who have been separated for five years meet in the same space.
People are always confused, asking for warmth while being stingy in giving; squandering all their love in endless temptations...
The young man is lonely, thin and snow-shuang, his original intention is broken, his temperament is gentle; but his eyes are devastated, he regards lust as love, and sinks into sobriety...
When Ji Nu is enjoying the bloom of spring, she shrinks back timidly, as warm as the scorching sun; but the light becomes dim, and she indulges in the darkness of night, dragging her to find a way...
It is extremely pure and white. People go to it but no one knows it. Whiteness is easy to be dyed. If it is dyed, it will become useless.
It's spring again. Her slender jade hands and red lips are lightly parted, murmuring: Spring flowers and autumn moon. Without love, there will be sorrow...
Intention: Take this as an example to wake up the secret lover like me; belated courage, feeble struggle, the more unwilling to give up, the more heartbroken I feel; I hope you and I can break free as soon as possible.