When I stood on the edge of despair, I looked quietly at the other side of hell. My world had already disappeared that day. ——Qian Xiyu
[Gu Qingyan] Thinking back to the late summer and early autumn three years ago, the moment we first met, I felt slightly absent-minded. In the light years of midsummer, only our memories are left.
[Song Zhiyan] When I turned my hatred for you into love, you hugged her and turned away. It's like a curse that destined me not to be happy.