When we first met, he came facing the morning light.
She asked, "Is there any hope for me?"
He replied: "As long as you are alive, there is hope."
When we meet again, she doesn't know where the road ahead is.
He came with the setting sun on his back and took her home,
It gave her a temporary haven and warmed up that cold winter.
He was like a ray of light in her dark life,
Let her have expectations for the rest of her life,
Looking forward to a better self.
But how can a speck of dust in the darkness be associated with a beam of light?
After all these years, will he still be at peace with her?
She asked again: "Dr. Jing, is there any hope for me?"
Is there still hope for her to get into his heart?
He smiled slightly and stared at her: "What do you think?"
