This is a true story, with a simple beginning and a silent end. No one understands it. Maybe they all bear a lot. No goodbyes, no blessings. After turning around, no one looked back. Only tears are left, blowing by the wind. From the most familiar and intimate to the stranger. The maple leaves that year were also particularly red. From then on, no one appeared in each other's lives, and she seemed to have disappeared from the world. Maybe she has forgotten everything in the past; maybe she already has someone else and is living happily; maybe she is working hard for her future in another city; or maybe... Is the perfect beginning doomed to this tragic end. But her name was deeply engraved in his heart~ Yuan, that not-so-perfect love, that sad and happy memory was deeply buried in his heart. He didn't know when it would suddenly come out, and it would sting the unhealed wound so deeply that it would drip with blood, and he couldn't bear to gamble.
Youth is always like this. There are too many memories that are still fresh. When I didn't understand what love was, I thought about how wonderful the future would be, and I always idealized everything. But he always leaves himself bruised and bruised. They are a typical example. In the end no one bothered anyone anymore. But it left a wound that neither of them could heal, with blood flowing all the time.