I think if it hadn't been for the sunshine that day when you walked by and I just turned around, I wouldn't have fallen. I won't do so many stupid things to him. I have done so many stupid things for this man. I don't think I will have the courage to do these things for another person in the future. I wrote this novel to commemorate my fruitless youth and the secret love that never started but ended. To my best years, to my dearest you! The most beautiful scenery in Huali that year—Xiao Nanxun.