(Double male protagonists)
I met Ling Jue when he was nine years old
"He is very good-looking... Very white, and has a nice voice, but he seems to have a bad temper."
Love is like dewdrops quietly condensing in the morning mist. It is obviously too light to hold a petal, but it stubbornly reflects the light of the entire sun.
They met again in junior high school
"He doesn't seem to remember me..."
Three more years later, they were admitted to the same high school
"He finally remembers me, but seems to have forgotten my childhood..."
Finally, Ling Yuan confessed his love when he was a sophomore in high school.
"Classmate, I like you"
"I have never liked anyone else, only you"
"I only like you"
Concept: There are unfinished words hidden in youth
