Su Xinyi: I understand that you are already the misty water vapor in the summer dusk. I should completely erase the last remaining image of you from my mind with a wave of my hand. But it has been engraved in my bones, what should I do?
Ye Jinnan: If the sun goes out at this moment, we still have eight minutes of sunshine to say goodbye to each other. Things in the world are full of twists and turns, and the years are fleeting. Please give me a solemn farewell.
Meeting, falling in love, missing, parting, and reuniting. This is the last sunshine of the day, this is the last light of love.