Before I have time to squander it, there is not much youth left. It is as dazzling as fireworks but as short-lived. So there are so many separations and reunions in youth, leaving behind a lifetime of wonderful memories. Who has my madness given to the wrong person? Who has my silence missed? Who has my selfishness hurt? Who will I experience in the future? Who will my destiny be to protect? I am tired of making excuses and cannot withstand betrayal. I just don't know how many tests there are in the future! This is a story about youth, if I don't tell it, I will become old, right?