My name is Wen Chen, a boy.
I like a person, his name is He Weichen, a boy.
I always feel that our names are very similar to our personalities. I, who is lonely and inferior, should be called Weichen, while he, who is always surrounded by stars, should be called Chen, which is as warm and warm as the morning light, and very bright "morning".
A short story, slightly sadistic, with two perspectives and a small side story, casually written, everyone can just read it and compare their thoughts.
Intention: Be optimistic, persevere and be brave