She hated her for leaving without saying goodbye. Little did she know that the faded red string on her wrist had never been taken off in seventeen years.
She blames her for being so superior now. Little did she know that every Wednesday afternoon, she would go to the nursing home and read the newspaper while holding her vegetative father's hand.
When the letter locked in the iron box for seventeen years was discovered, and the drunken words "I went to the dock to find you" were finally spoken - it turned out that hate and love have always grown on the same bone.
"Do you care about me or this deal?"
"I have never chosen anyone else since seventeen years ago."
This is a long-planned reunion. Bai Yueguang walked from memories into reality, and she realized that what lasted longer than hate was love. What is deeper than love is the longing that has never stopped for seventeen years.
