Time thinks of a ruthless thief who stole everything, but I want to thank him. My life without you is better than I imagined. Maybe I should thank you, thank you for appearing in my flowery years and bringing me colors like spring. Or maybe I should hate you, hate that you appeared in my world and gave me sunshine but then brought me darkness like a bottomless pit. Song Siqian, you are so great. Makes me love and hate it.