Is it my own fault for losing my friend, or is it the cruelty of reality? And the new friend is still not worthy of his trust. There is nothing wrong with love, but the time is wrong and the person is wrong. She ushered in a new life again, met her first love, but fell into another love whirlpool. Among her friends, her first love, and him, she still chose her first love and went abroad. Many years later, I met him again, and what happened to the relationship? Who was inexplicably too deep to extricate himself...