For young Zhou Huaixi, September is the beginning of happiness.
But ten years later, the same time has become an unsolvable disaster.
When I was sixteen years old, the same wind was only bitter and bitter
When I was sixteen, the evening breeze carried a sweet taste
On the same day ten years later, she lost the love of her life forever.
She ran towards her true love with hope, but fate only gave her and Chen Yunyuan just ten years.
God took the encounter as a joke, but she believed it all her life.
Purpose: to record the precious companionship and bonds in boyhood, to face the encounters and regrets in youth, and to complete self-growth in memories.