He was once the wind in Victoria Harbor, and also the fog that trapped Zhiwei for nine years.
Later, he learned to say goodbye calmly. That year, the fireworks in Victoria Harbor rang out. Who was left in the end?
Keeping the splendor in my heart, guarding the memories, I woke up from the old dream, can I go back to the past?
Intent: Telling about misses and regrets, adult farewells and relief.