Three years ago, when I met him, it was incredible but so natural. He was polite and distant, and could not push away the heart that wanted to get closer. Three years later, when we met again, I had already polished myself to be like him. I no longer had the enthusiasm of my youth, but I knew how to use retreat as a chance to come in and win a chance to love.
Three years ago, her dimples and smiling eyes broke into her life. She thought that the extra heartbeat was just a reluctance to give up her youth, so she ran away to a different place; three years later, age can no longer be used as an excuse for rejection. After experiencing the pain of happiness, should she still seize the only sunshine in life...