In the Middle of the Bank

She is not a bright and flamboyant beauty, but has a face as clear and attractive as the moonlight. Her eyebrows are gentle and bookish, and her smile is contagious, making people feel like they are in the spring breeze. He is as gentle as jade, pure and elegant. There is always a faint smile and a sense of alienation in his eyebrows, like clear springs in the mountains or flowing clouds in the sky. His love is like magma underground, hot and turbulent, but he doesn't dare to erupt easily. He disguises himself with indifference and meanness, and arms himself with achievements and future ambitions. Only in corners where no one can see, the love in his eyes surges out like a tide, wrapped in a strong sense of inferiority and possessiveness.