At that time, we thought we would never cross paths, but we didn't know that each other's trajectories had already been intertwined; later, we thought that together we would never be separated, but at the end of the curtain, we had to get acquainted but diverged.
Thank you for coming to my seemingly sunny world and making warmth within reach. The dependence carved into the bone marrow, the lingering red bean lovesickness, gentle, I hope you will still be beautiful in the place where I can't see; Xiao Jie, I hope I can accompany you to see all the flowers blooming on the road without ever returning.
The spring wind of that year still vaguely blows by, and time leaves no trace, but you are my brightest youth.
——Shu Yi's handwritten notes