"Chen Yu, see you at the same place. Wei"
Ten years later, the old place is still there, you are there, but I am not.
"Wei, goodbye. Morning Rain"
For ten years, even breathing hurts, and the feeling is about to disappear. Why?
Was the encounter accidental or intentional? Parting is pain or relief.
Reunion, choose to continue or turn around?
My love for you under the sycamore tree, the wind picked up and drifted away.
When will it be back to square one.
"Chen Yu, I love you." Leaning on your shoulder, smiling. "For life"
Well, for life.