There must be that one person who leaves an indelible trace in life at the age when love first blooms. Looking back now, maybe it has turned into a line of light smoke and faded away with the wind; maybe, after so many years of going around and around, he is still the only one who remains in my heart and cannot be erased. Since fate allows us to meet again, let's let nature take its course and see if an unforgettable secret love can be cultivated into a real fruit.