The brightly lit building, the endless loneliness after success, who will remember the stubborn girl in youth?
In the layers of night, the compartments were shining with little lights. Her hair was messy and she was holding a biscuit in her mouth. She was the figure who had accidentally caught a glimpse of her writing fast and furiously many years ago.
"It's really not pretty." The squeaking voice covered up the tenderness of the chuckle.
The lingering spring in his eyes was something that only he himself could not understand.
Li Mingzhu:
For him, it was a reunion, but for me, it was a nightmare. After four years of college, no matter how good I live, I can't get rid of the pain of being abandoned. If he waves his hand again, he can no longer wave away me who charges for love.
The youthful spirit he has is just a mask to cover it up
Zhou Zhesong:
"Pearls will never be covered in dust. You will always be in my heart."
Concept: Refined egoist vs warrior charging for love