: Snowflakes scattered in the desert
Loneliness is the time difference between falling in love
Love cannot bloom but it sprouts
She said - I am not just one percent of your students.
He said - I actually don't just want to call you little girl.
She was never favored by the teacher. When all her persistence was worn away little by little, she lost all hope.
And he became her teacher.
She thought her heartstrings would never be plucked so easily again.
He originally thought that he would not step into this love that he had never imagined.
A joke, who would have thought it would turn out to be a prophecy.
The difference of seven years is the loneliest time, and the seven-year itch has become scarred over the years.
In the end, who waited for whom, and who betrayed whom?
Whose youth was too crazy, and whose dreams still vaguely remember that year and today?