This year, I met you and you got to know me.
You taught me freedom, taught me pursuit, taught me to love you...
However, I learned that I want to be free, but I can never escape the joke of fate.
That year, under the willow tree and by the small bridge, we talked and laughed. We were so unhappy, but our hearts gradually drifted apart.
Ten years, twenty years...
The long wait is the final stay together...