Many years later, the only thing Xue Lan still remembered about Luo Xing was him and him every sunny afternoon.
Many years later, Jiang Nian would still smile and think of all the ups and downs he had with her in Luoxing.
I think that the family, love, and friendship that year in Luoxing must have been arranged by fate.
I think falling in love with you when I met you Luo Xing that year must have been an accident of instinct.
——Xue Lan
... But, love and hate, everything has passed.
Time does not allow us to look back.
Looking back, it will never be the same as before.