"Being sensible should come naturally, but nobody taught me how to grow up."
"I feel like I grew up on my own, but maybe I didn't."
"Zhou Xuexi, am I really that awful?"
"Chu Zhi, you're wonderful. The very best."
"Zhou Xuexi, I'm so sad. Accepting that I'm ordinary is so hard. I wish I weren't so ordinary."
"Zhizhi, go ahead and cry. You'll feel better afterward. How could you be ordinary? You're a treasure."
"Then are you a treasure hunter?"
"I am. I've found my very own treasure."
Theme: Peering at the light of day, at last coming into its glow