"Qiu Ming, do you know what liking is?"
"I know, love is like onion wrapped in garlic, it tastes spicy and exciting."
…
"What about secret love?"
"A secret love... Just a bunch of cowards enjoying themselves."
Qiu Ming looked at the person across from him with a livid face, and it was rare for him to care and ask.
"Why don't you speak?"
Xie Zeming: "I'm sorry, I'm mentally retarded, I shouldn't have asked more questions."
Concept: The throbbing of youth is restlessness
