Some people say that the eyes of a lover are like the eighth ocean.
Qiao Yi, a straight woman with cancer, sneered at this. Until she met Lin Yu, Qiao Yi covered her chest: Oops, I'm going to drown.
This is a very complicated story about the love between a young man who lacks love and a straight girl with a blossoming iron tree.
Neither person is perfect, everyone has flaws and bright spots.
Intention: Life is full of love, but the time has not yet come
