The wind in Seoul was still cold that year, so he dragged his suitcase and pushed open an unfamiliar door.
Someone in the door raised his head and glanced at him.
Just one glance.
What happened next is a long story to tell - the practice room where we sweated together, the ramen we shared together, and those moments when we stood on the stage together. And later on, they were separated, silent, and each walked a long way.
When we met again, all the words turned into a hug.
But the story doesn't stop there.
The wind blew from the age of seventeen, through youth, through love and hate, through reunion and separation, and finally fell gently into their respective lives.
Some people are destined to only accompany you for one journey.
But that journey is enough to be remembered for a lifetime.
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Purpose: This article explores the inevitable regrets and relief in youth through the story of Zhou Zhaoran and Huo Jin from meeting, falling in love, separation, misunderstanding, reconciliation to their respective lives.