It's as if you only met me yesterday and said something that warmed my heart,
so I'm still warm now.
Every day when I wake and see the first rays of sunlight, I can't help thinking of someone.
But as I look at my pale face in the mirror and try to force the corners of my mouth upward,
I smile and say, "I've forgotten you."
I've forgotten you.
Then tears stream down my face.
I hope everyone will support Xiao tide. We all have or will have a seventeen-year-old in the future, but everyone's seventeen-year-old is different, and I only hope that you will never regret it.