The few photo albums, and that diary, document the bits and pieces of a boy growing into a young man, recorded
not in detail, but with many noteworthy things that belong to Wubai personally, not wanting anyone else to touch.
In that diary, there are the matters of the young man's heart, secretly liking a girl.
In this world, it's not only Little Ai who likes to record; she thought men like Wubai were rough and careless, but his heart, in a place that no one can see, has all its tenderness poured into his diary.
His immature, hidden, slowly fermenting love, all given to an unreachable girl.
The girl's name isn't Xiao Ai; she's Ling Maimai, a girl soon to become the wife of Gu ZhiSheng.
Separated by a door, with two people inside feeling awkward.
Little Ai sits on the bed, Wubai stands at the washstand, each with thoughts only they can understand.
A long time, a long time, Huanhuan comes to open the door.
