Love is not as beautiful as described in fairy tales. It is full of cruel reality. We understand it, but it always makes us draw moths to the flame.
Seven years of time passed by like yesterday. It can make a child grow up vigorously, and it can also make a love die prematurely. When Qiao Qiao looked back on the past, she could only smile.
However, before she tasted the sweetness of love, she had already tasted its bitterness. It makes her grow up.
Destiny may make them meet again, maybe it's just a wave of hands and a smile, maybe they fall in love again with all their heart, maybe they don't...