Our love is spring, a little sweet, but more sour...
I couldn't give you a burning summer;
Nowadays, love has entered late autumn, and the harvest is harvested, but it is a little cold...
Yifei, I once thought about not dragging you down; but I can't do it. In this age that is about to come to an end, I can't be so selfless. I just want to, just want to pester you and pester you in the remaining days...