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Xia Yiliang: The three words Cheng Shuhan are like a burning mark engraved on my left atrium. He occupied my entire youth... Zou Siqiao: She is the first girl I like, the one I fall in love with at just one glance... The one who devotes my whole life to tenderness, and the one I want to protect... Cheng Shuhan: We are two injured lonely souls, clinging to each other and healing each other. We are used to each other's existence and breathing, just like the left hand and the right hand... Regarding love, it is like the hazy window paper in the attic, or the layer of fog covering the glass windows in winter. There is just this distance between us. It was so close yet so far away that I couldn't see his back as he turned around, so blurry that I couldn't touch any form... If he didn't appear, we would never see each other again... We are all little morning stars, passing through the wind, drifting into the rain, carrying the rings of time, telling ourselves over and over again.

The love that gives up, the love that protects, the love that heals, the love that cannot be loved... There are thousands of definitions of love, This is Pandora's Garden, the City of Messengers, What this city guards is the human heart. The moonlight is slightly cool, taste it lightly.