Ji Ran and Jiang Lai have always had a subtle fit and various forms of miss.
This story may not be a simple story of him running away from her and chasing him and loving her and she not loving him, but that they are both indulging in and escaping from their fantasies about each other. All love comes from imagination, imagination about love, imagination about family affection, imagination about others, and imagination about oneself. The last ringtone of the phone was like the bell that revealed the truth of love.
Who do we love? Is it my own emotional sustenance, spiritual yearning, or a daily personality?
"Do you admit that you only love his persona?"
Concept: Maybe love is a fantasy