They met for the first time when they were thirteen years old, and they decided to be together ignorantly. At the age of fifteen, she went to high school and moved away from her hometown. She longed for a bright and progressive life and was full of her family's expectations, so she separated from him. When he was seventeen, he came to her and asked to spend her birthday with her, but she cried heartbrokenly at her birthday party. Only then did she realize that there was another her beside him. Twenty-one years old, it has been four years since we lost contact with each other. He found her again and told her let's get married. She nodded in agreement, feeling happy in her heart. Even knowing that she will always be with him as before. At the age of twenty-two, they got married. After half a year of quarreling and getting along, and half a year of getting along easily, their life suddenly collapsed. She left in anger, but he never kept her. The late arrival of the child cut off her last thoughts. He was her first love, the lover she had engraved in her heart and was willing to betray for everyone. They were entangled with each other for nine years, hugged briefly, and eventually parted ways.