Xia Li will never forget that afternoon, when the lazy sunshine fell on the brows and eyes of the young man in front of her, and she became even more obsessed... The love that ended in vain in her youth involved endless love threads. In the end, she finally understood that some people only belong to memories. What is love, what is she, what is love, an infatuated lover who silently protects her, or a young man who once devoted all his love to her? How is love, how is she, what is love, who is sad for whom and intoxicated by whom? In the end, love left the gears of years in life. Finally, it was only because we loved too deeply at that time...