Fifteen years old, under the sun, with light dancing in the corners of his eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said to her: "Hello, I am Su Mu."
Fifteen years old, she had a Qiaoqian smile, a faint smile, and said to her: "Hello, I am Qin Zhen."
At the age of nineteen, under the mistletoe, she turned around and said goodbye, "I'm sorry, I have to leave you, because I love you so much."
Nineteen years old, under the mistletoe, he looked at her leaving shadow, turned around and left, no longer having any hope.
At the age of twenty-four, next to Platycodon flowers, they met again...