Missing You Is the Pain of Breathing

Because she was afraid of rumors, she would rather have prickly heat in the hot summer than wear long hair and long pants. At the age of sixteen, I boldly tied up my hair and wore shorts for the first time in another city. Then I met two boys, one was covered in scars but mysterious and stubborn, the other was used to his parents' quarrels but had a cheerful and warm personality. From then on, from the age of sixteen to twenty-six, the hand of fate played with her. She just wants to fall in love once in her life and live a simple ordinary life, but she is involved in a tangled emotional dispute. The truth is revealed one by one, and whether they can still find their original feelings. . . . .