Goodbye, Mr. Jiang

When Lin Cixi learned about the marriage of her old best friend Chen Lu on the streets of Los Angeles, she couldn't help but lose her composure. Someone asked doubtfully: "As Chen Lu's best friend before, shouldn't you be happy for her when she gets married?" "I'm scared." "What are you afraid of?" Afraid, her groom's surname is Jiang. … In the green years, those unknown secret loves, those beautiful moments that have never been lived up to, flowed into the long stream of time one by one, and turned into a handful of dust and a handful of soil. What I once thought would last forever is now a thing of the past.