She is like the weeds on the roadside, which exists for no apparent reason, and withers for no apparent reason when autumn comes. She existed but has no trace.
He is like the pure white flower, which does not give up its fragrance to the world.
Before they met, he was her salvation and the most important "blue" in his life. After being together, she was the "blue" he was looking for for the rest of his life.
Perhaps, fate is destined to meet people from the beginning, sooner or later. On an accidental day, she met him, fell in love with each other, and became inseparable.
During the years together, she told him countless meanings about blue, one of which was: blue is the love of time and space, the only color that can last forever across life and death. . .
