The long-distance bus ambled forward, with the two people leaning against each other listening to music, occasionally engaging in a brief conversation, while the sun slowly moved from directly overhead toward the west.
As the saying goes, the sun shifts with the day, and the moon wanes with its phase; too much or too little is to be avoided in everything, and this principle also applies to love.
It's just that love has such a high ceiling, it's virtually impossible to see the top, and no one has ever heard of loving too much that it turns to not loving; normal people probably could never touch that ceiling—it's the abnormal that are oftentimes seen, with yanderes being an example.
At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, there was a small shop.
