Youth is a rebellious process. In those confused and ignorant years, what you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you get slips away from your fingertips.
Laughing loudly, crying wantonly, saying goodbye and missing each other, we commemorate those green years in our own unique way.
Lin Muwan is just such a frivolous girl, but she is trapped deeper than many others.
Her mother died young, and her father engaged her to someone else in full view of the public. With resentment and hatred, she indulged herself just to get revenge on the father who she thought was cruel.
In her decadence, she missed her ignorant love, leaving behind a series of numbers similar to the Da Vinci Code.
Leaving the familiar city and feeling deeply confused, she learned in four years: to be her own lover.
But youth is gone, and the rebellious turmoil leaves only pages of memories in my mind, with nowhere to put them.