That clear afternoon, with the smell of gardenia lingering in the air, she gave herself to him.
That winter, on a snowy night, she cut off everything between them with her own hands and left sadly.
She once said, I will never leave you again and leave you alone to be sad.
She once said, I don't owe you anymore, really.
She once said, 7 years is enough, I can't wait any longer.
Congratulations when we meet again. How many sleepless nights of love, hate, heartache and tears have been ended?
He said, Su Hetang, are you still so mean?
He said, what you owe me, have you paid it back?
He said, wait a little longer, can you wait for me this time?
This year, Yantang flowers bloom.