When I stubbornly packed my bag to start a brand new journey, I knew that only a few close friends were standing behind me, gazing at my back. Their eyes were as vast and deep as the setting sun, making me feel a heavy burden.
This city has no legends of spring flowers and singing swallows; it lives eternally in reality. With its rapid beat, hurried figures, numb eyes, and fake smiles, I am being assimilated into this flow.
Looking back at the path of my growth, I stand by the roadside with my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people walk past me with expressionless faces. Occasionally, someone stops to smile at me, bright as peach blossoms. I know that those who stop will eventually become the warmth in my life; seeing them reminds me of unwavering loyalty.
Having traveled so far, I sit quietly before the computer, calmly reflecting on everything. I suddenly realize how childish I am, always assuming things would be simple and that everything would fall into place naturally. Yet, fate has kept me lingering at the threshold...
"Blue Gender" (Lan Yan) means treating you like a brother while cherishing you like a girlfriend. He goes wild with you when you are happy and offers you his shoulder when you are sad. He joins in when you are indulgent and supports you when you are acting out.