In the days when she grew up stumbling, she kept losing and gaining, and in the ignorant years of yearning for love, she kept the silhouette of the young man deeply in her heart. Ma Jiajia knew very well that Du Ke was not just a crush that occupied most of her youth, but a path paved with English words she had copied in one stroke and volumes of exercises piled up into hills, winding towards the mountains in the distance, and every step was to get closer to him.
But what she didn't know was that for her fate, Du Ke was always the shadow of the moon hanging in the water, a dream destined to be broken.
Intention: Cherish the present, cherish the present.