When I was a child, I always followed your footsteps; when I was a child, I always acquiesced in all your mistakes; when I was a child, I always made you the center of everything I did. Only when I grew up did I realize how naive I had been. But if time goes back in time, I will still do this to you and myself without hesitation. Maybe love is like this, we never grow up, we never know how to love? But even this can't stop the pace of love. When the years are stained with traces of the past, and you and I are no longer young, then how should the chasing game between us continue?