A night of peach blossom rain, how many times will spring return?
Who met whom on the Peach Blossom Ferry that year? Who is in love with whom?
Looking back at the moment, the peach blossoms are still the same, things have changed and people have changed.
Some words can never be said again; some people can never be read again.
Love has always been deep, but the relationship is shallow.
Is it a nightmare from the past life or a bad fate in this life? Why can the person I love the most and the person I dislike the least live in your heart, but only me?
It wasn't until many years later, when I saw the last peach blossom in Peach Blossom Crossing, that I realized that I would never be in love with you again.
Maybe giving up is also a kind of fulfillment, fulfilling the no regrets and your happiness.
But next spring, who will accompany me to watch a peach blossom night rain?