I always wonder why I can see your face clearly in my dreams when I have never seen it clearly.
The story between me and him is, at best, a one-man show for me, called "Secret Love."
Li Yu didn't know where people would go after death. She only knew that she and Tan Zuo would never meet again in this life.
Just like oil in a lamp without the wick, there is no more light.
The final time of death was 2.42Am.
And the diary that recorded her and Tan Zuo was picked up by a group of junior high school students day after day, and they opened the article about their seven-year secret love.
Intention: secret love