Many years passed, people around him came and went, and those past gradually turned into a speck of light in the sea of people. Lu Bolin finally understood that at that age when he still had the strength to love, he missed the person he should not miss the most, and that person had already joined others in the wedding march and entered a happy life. Qiao Bai and Lu Bolin finally became strangers passing by under the spotlight. Qiao Bai was happy, but that happiness had nothing to do with Lu Bolin. I heard that those years are called youth.