"Cheng Xiaoxiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Do we... Know each other?"
"Why do you seem to have forgotten everything, our agreement, and me?"
"I'm sorry, Cheng Xiaoxiao, I warned you not to change the past, but I failed. Even though I know death is an important node that cannot be crossed, I still want to go back to the past - to save you."
If I could change the past, if I could go back to the beginning and meet you when I was a child, I might be able to change the predetermined ending.
If I don't have the chance to flap my wings as a butterfly, I'll take the first step and go back to the starting point. Maybe the changes will break me because of me.
Cheng Xiao, I think, try again, this time, it is the last time
Lu Guang's hands were clasped together, and the palms of his hands made a crisp clink. He saw Cheng Xiao calling his name at different times. The laughter under the street lamp fell into the sea of people and the dusk. He saw the basketball falling against the rim, and the high-fives of the young people on the court were innocent and flamboyant.
In the end, the film was frozen at the age of six. On that day, the boy we passed by was also called Cheng Xiaoshi.
"Have we met somewhere?"
Cheng Xiao, I won't let you get lost this time
The white-haired boy clutched the photo tightly, with a bouquet of daisies tied next to the film, facing the direction of the sun.
(The life experience of the characters in this book is not exactly the same as that of the original work, and the tragic family background of the original plot has been rewritten)
Intention: Time belongs to us
