There is always a person who always lives in the bottom of my heart, but disappears in life.
She said, He is what I want;
He said, I have always been here;
He said, I just regret not falling in love with you sooner.
Love in this world is nothing more than when you come and he leaves; when he leaves, she comes. Because only if you miss it, others can meet it; only if others miss it, can you have it.
Having missed their best years, where should they go when they meet again?