Who hasn't had someone in their youth who lit up their world? Perhaps that person had a beautiful face, an unyielding spirit, or a vibrant zest for life. Whatever it was, they represented a place you longed for but didn't dare reach, or couldn't attain. The person standing in that light, or perhaps the light itself, is often called the white moonlight. Its power lies in being unattainable. But if your white moonlight turned around and came to you, could you really hold on to them? Jiangshan was clearly the first to fall for Shen Xinghe, but when Xinghe turned back, Jiangshan retreated again and again. Maybe Xinghe had always just been imagining things?
Theme: The diary I wrote will never reach the person I wrote to. If you don't mind, come with me, everyone, and let us bury this love.
