Preface
On Valentine's Day 7 years ago, I was a love deserter;
After returning to my hometown after 7 years, I still dare not face my feelings...
His childhood sweetheart said: A man who truly loves you will have traces of you on every corner of his clothes, and the scent of missing you will be everywhere. Seven years is enough to erase a person from memory, but we can still feel your ubiquitous breath surrounding him tightly from his body, and no one can get involved.
His best friend said: Love is sometimes like wine. It will not deteriorate due to too long storage time. On the contrary, the longer the time, the more intense the fragrance of the wine. Qingheng's love for you is like a bottle of fine wine.
He said: If we are destined to be each other's only one, then no matter how time changes. The "only" never changes, and I always know clearly that in my world, you are always my only one...