The First Snow Falls Quietly at Dusk

The thing that bothers Mi Qiao the most in his life is It's the summer without goodbye. The first snow of the year in Ningcheng fell quietly at dusk. Jiang Xun is back. He said: "It was my fault back then, and I owe you an apology." Mi Qiao said: "I accepted it. However, there is no need to mention that time. At that time, we were young and inexperienced, so we couldn't count." Mi Qiao picked up the wine glass and said: "I think of you often. Thinking about the past makes me sentimental and sad. But that's all!" "That's just a flashback when my obsession is about to dissipate." This glass of wine is a tribute to youth, to regrets, to the past eight years, and to the past that has long since ended. From then on, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, never seen again. Jiang Xun's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Okay. You should be good in the future." —— Urban Romance / Reunion / Reunion after a long absence —— People who meet will meet again.