What are you thinking when the first street lamp is on? You have been waiting by the window for thousands of years, and haven't your lover returned from the expedition? Or do you remember that at midnight seven years ago, your cheeks burned red like the flowers blooming everywhere? Or is your lover knocking at the door knocker, and this night is lifting the veil of lust for you?

It's as quiet as a dream at the end of last spring. No one will disturb you. Open your heart. Here, you will find the happiness you once confided to your lover in the past, you will hear the sad monologues of the most familiar strangers, you will find the best way to deal with your emotional troubles, you will meet countless lonely and affectionate friends on the other side of the Internet, and even, I promise, you will encounter love. Text/Mao Xiaomao