When is the really good time?
What would truly happy love look like?
Does love require the right time, place and right people?
Qi Qi, who moves bricks day after day, sometimes asks these questions, and the subway can always give her a timely elbow bump during the morning rush hour.
No matter when it is, it won't be now when a stranger steps on my right foot!
Qi Qi herself did not expect that her ordinary life would start to have small ripples after encore.
Intention: Now is the good time