The relationship between Ji Yun and me is like the epiphyllum blooming at night.
Waiting, just for the beauty that blooms in that moment, is unforgettable.
It's just that the flowers will eventually bloom and fall, leaving behind endless sorrow and lingering sorrow.
Love is separated, resentment and hatred meet, and what you seek cannot be obtained.
Those people and things in the past, those beautiful throbbings in youth.
It wasn't until the end that I realized that no matter how deep the hurt was or how painful the wound was, there would always be someone who could make you forgive all the difficulties that life had given you...