The young man smiled heartily, and his eyes revealed a look of admiration.
"Sir, you are indeed very smart, that's exactly how it is. So, when Socrates asked Plato why he hadn't picked any wheat ears, Plato replied as such: the most perfect one, he had already missed. Then, Socrates looked at Plato with deep meaning and said to him, child, this is love."
Is this love?
An Xiaoyu pursed her lips and remained silent, lost in thought.
It turns out that the interpretations of love… are so diverse!
Shen Yufeng looked at An Xiaoyu, his dark eyes sparkling brilliantly in the candlelight.
In a person's life, the most unforgettable and profound love may really only happen once; a slight mistake, and you could miss out on love.
Shen Yufeng felt very fortunate that when he walked through the wheat field, he picked the most perfect wheat ear!
