It ended abruptly two years ago and met unexpectedly two years later.
Reunion, is fate giving us a chance to redeem ourselves, or is it a grueling war?
The sky is like yesterday, and I still miss it as much as ever,
It's just that I don't love you anymore.
I met him on the road,
At that time, I had just experienced yesterday's haze, and I was in a trance.
Nodding to him, he turned around and forgot.
And now we meet again,
He kept pace with me in the crowded city,
He gave me a hug under the lonely streetlight late at night.
Trust me and be persistent.
He is no longer a passerby.