The scorching summer sun, the throbbing and sour secret love of young people, Su Yan and Lu Jing were childhood sweethearts, and they loved each other and never said it out loud. At four o'clock in the morning, Begonia Flowers stayed awake, but my lover did sleep forever. After he passed away, she knew his thoughts, and Su Yan, the sunniest, also warmed the lonely Gu Chenying. The wind of that summer warmed Gu Chenying year after year.
Intention: secret love