It is a kind of flower, a peculiar flower, which only blooms after the flowers have faded. It blooms like a fire, and it should be the one that ignited this summer.
Him and her. We wouldn't have gotten together. After all, they were too far apart. However, only by taking a glance in the vast sea of people did we know what fate is.
Flowers bloom and fall, when is the fate, the sea changes, just for that surprising glimpse.
All the flowers were in bloom, but he could not see them, only this flower was silent...
Zhang Ailing once said: When we meet, we either hate it too early or we hate it too late... Probably the one that is neither early nor late is called love.