I think back then, he was still ignorant and young. We've known each other since childhood, childhood sweethearts.
As time passed, he became confused and helpless.
Saying you want to go back is easier said than done. He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. He is a thorn in that people's side and a thorn in their flesh.
In the misty rain, he lowered his head and cried, he was quiet and silent.
He reached out to hug him, but he was still speechless.
The wind in Jiangnan has stopped, the clouds in Jiangnan have stopped, Jiangnan, there is mist and rain on the first floor and spring on the other.