They met in the spring breeze, but stopped in proportion.
No confession, no holding hands, no commitment.
There has never been even a decent love.
He is Yun Shen and she is Wu Qian.
One deep and one shallow, ultimately separated by a lifetime.
Spring will come again and the flowers will bloom again.
It's just that my heart moved that year, the flowers fell out of spring, and we met at the wrong time.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you