A flashy life, forgotten for a season. There are empty memories, disrupting the lingering. The smile is gone, and I feel lonely. String, thinking about the Chinese years. Those years suddenly seemed like a dream. Just like running water, it will never return. Don't cry goodbye, don't complain about final sorrow.
- Cheung Woo-young, while I still love you, can you please stop missing me.
- Do you remember that year, there was only a fence separating you and me?
Do you remember that now, now, I am thousands of miles away from you.
- We shouldn't be like this, we shouldn't be like this three years ago, oh no, maybe, we shouldn't have intersection at all.
- Our story is so unforgettable, so many memories and hopes, no matter how sad it is, I am willing to keep it for the rest of my life.