Who is whispering in the ears that will never be forgotten? Who is holding on to the damaged old time, the transparent past, beating in the heart.
Fu Yilin thought, if time could go back ten years ago, the earth stopped rotating, and everything stood still at the moment when he and Wen Yi held hands. Young men and women, full of youth and carefree, seem to be able to grow old together with their children by holding their hands.
Wen Yi didn't expect to see Fu Yilin again. When she was young in front of him seven years ago, she had no hesitation and determination. It was not that she had not thought about redeeming him, but the cruel reality could always wake up her only fantasy.
It's just that we were too young at the time. Those transparent moments are treasures in our memories.