The male protagonist is a rebellious young man. The female protagonist is a rose in the mud. The young man raised a bouquet of roses. It is noble, elegant and cool.
The roses I cultivated with my own hands, but I will never see my little roses again
"I love him but I'll never see him again. If I ever see him again, tell him I love him."
Secret love is like green plums, sour and astringent
Intention: Miss the lost youth
