The day I realized Ji Yanli didn't love me anymore, I received an apology letter sent across the river of time. The letter had only one line at the top: "To: Student Xiao Jiang." The handwriting was Ji Yanli's, but it wasn't the Ji Yanli of today. Later, I discovered I could talk to the seventeen-year-old him through the letter. He asked me, "Did we end up together?" I lied and said no. He loved me most at that age. How could he bear to learn that one day he wouldn't love me anymore?
