My life cannot be smooth sailing, and loving you is a great failure.
Zhai Qiuxing turned around. He saw the soft moonlight slanting on the trees, and he somehow remembered the rain on the day he first met Liu Baisong. Just as he was lost in thought, Liu Bosong's voice seemed to sound in his ears, calling him. Zhai Qiuxing looked around in disbelief. Finally, he saw the figure he had been longing for under a tree not far away. Liu Baisong stood there quietly, looking at him gently with smiling eyes.
"There is a lonely person here who urgently needs your hug. Are you kind enough to grant his little wish?" Liu Baisong asked.
The wind blew gently. Zhai Qiuxing didn't know when he burst into tears. He ran towards Liu Baisong as fast as he could in his life. The moment two warm bodies touched. What bothers Liu Baisong is that the answer to "love" is not that important at this moment.
I tried to hide my love in my heart, but it followed your footsteps with the wind.
Intention: growth