[Can a two-way secret love also be? Won't! Of course not!
That was the first time Wei Pingle talked to her
That day she shed a tear in the Yangtze River, and I saw the moon in the river move...
He knew that he liked more than just her, but that was all he seemed to be able to say.
He loves the camellias scattered all over the ground, and the endless moss on the stone steps. He can't stop loving him no matter what.
The rain is over, and all the things can only be condensed into one sentence: "I like her."
... Wait a minute, I seem to have dreamed of something incredible! …
Who is he? Who I am? Who is she?
What is the truth of it all?
What will happen to us?
Idea: "Do you know Pareto optimality?"