When I was thirty-five years old, I traveled back to 1988. At that time, my father was twenty-five and my mother was twenty-three, and we didn't even know each other yet.
I saw them fall in love, quarrel, throw bowls, and make up with my own eyes. I saw that the two people who later became bitter couples had once held hands in the moonlight, kissed awkwardly, and queued for forty minutes for a plate of mung bean cake.
I want to change their destiny. But I found that what I really wanted to change was myself.
——It turns out that love needs to be learned. It turns out that it's never too late to start learning.
