In that summer, I had the best time, my favorite boy, and the most beautiful years of my life.
An Yichen, I have never told you that I love you.
After that, I traveled around major cities and saw many people who were sophisticated and warm. But, my heart will never be warmer again.
The beauty of that year is something I can never find again after you left.
An Yichen, without you, I am gradually heading towards the colder time alone.