Have you ever noticed the most magical thing about time? It drags so slowly it can be agonizing, yet flies so fast you can't catch its tail. What would it be like to see that person from your past again? Jiang Yichun never imagined what it would be like to see him again one day. Would they pass each other by, or start over? As her memories faded, Lu Qinghan became a name she was gradually forgetting. If nothing unexpected happened, they probably would never cross paths again in this life. But fate took a winding turn, and they met again just as their feelings were beginning to stir. Lu Qinghan's appearance unsettled Jiang Yichun's heart once more. What did she feel for him, and he for her? Was it regret, or a rekindling? And so their story began...
We are always moved by other people's love stories. Whether the plot is old-fashioned or original, some moment, some frame in the story always strikes that uniquely tender place in our hearts, leaving us sighing with melancholy when it ends. Love or hate, a tortured romance or a doomed affair, it all comes down to a cycle of cause and effect with traces we can follow. If we knew the ending from the start, would the people caught up in it still choose to begin? I think some would. Perhaps not because they were deliberately seeking a particular ending, but because they cared about a past they could never reclaim. In the end, they can only sigh over the years gone by and sink into the story.
