There is an old story in Beijing circles:
The young master fell in love with a poor girl and gave her affection without expecting anything in return.
But in the end, it turned out that the man was in love but the concubine was not. The girl had her own rightful husband, and the young master was forced to marry a young lady from a similar family background.
From then on, it was another ending where we were well matched but respected each other as guests.
Maybe this is also a story about secret love: I hurriedly married the boy I had a crush on when I was young. I know it was not because of love, but there was always a moment when his moonlight shone on me.
The more you think about something, the more out of reach it becomes.
Holding the moon in your arms, when will you be able to hold the moon in your arms?
Concept: Two people destined to fall in love