The years are too painful to count. When it comes to love, there's no right or wrong.
He was five years older than her, and she called him Big Brother. Through all those lonely years, he was her only support.
They were fated to part, and there was no escaping the struggle. Was it just like the saying, "All rivers flow east to the sea; when will they ever return west"? Time rushes by and never comes back. He once said, "A Zao, you have to remember." Remember what? Brother Shaoshen, what am I supposed to remember? Your love for me, or my longing for you? The happiness we once had, or the future we never got to touch?
As time passes, love and hate, right and wrong, will all be smoothed away. The only thing that will remain in our memories is an unchanging love.
Good! Good!! Good!!!