Before Ren Lan turned eighteen, he had been immersed in the astringent waters of secret love, and he had been miserable all year round. "But it happened that the rain gradually came to a point where I couldn't see you." Shi Ling's heart had already been filled up, and there was no room for others, just like Chen Dian later, who was partial to the point of paranoia.
As for what moved the indifferent girl, was it the deep affection that anyone can have, or the inherently radiant individual, it would be a long time later to understand.
The matter is sweet, and the knot ends in joy.
Concept: The flower that is accustomed to watching blooming meets her equal.