Because what he likes is her who is willful, unreasonable, and not quiet at all, not me who won't cause any trouble. It seemed that he had understood the plot that he had never understood before, and he collapsed on the edge of the sofa. Nothing wrong or right was absolute. Lin Yuhan threw away the pages in his hand feebly. The metaphysics of emotions could not be understood clearly, so be it, the protagonist is not me.
I dreamed about you last night, it seemed like the most recent time in my life. I miss you so much. Incompatibility of personalities, etc., Even if the ideas are very different, these are unimportant things. There are not so many perfect encounters in this world, it is enough if both of them are willing to be together.
Concept: Where have the confusion and expectations of youth gone? I think we are still here thinking about it.