A beautiful music box melody sounded. In the bright crystal ball, the princess and the prince only looked at each other and rotated. They were each other's world, how simple and beautiful.
Our world is so big and complicated, how should I meet you, my dear...
It's the cherry blossom season again, and I listen to Stefanie Sun's "Meet" again and again,
Hearing the departure of winter,
I woke up in a certain month of a certain year,
I think I'm waiting I'm looking forward to,
Someone in the future is waiting...
If we meet again, if we are close together, or if we pass by you, can I really recognize you?
I turned the last page and wrote your name for the last time: An Luo.
But if God really prevents us from meeting each other again, then let me bury you completely.
I slowly closed the notebook, God knows how reluctant I was to leave it.
I looked at your name that had appeared in the notebook countless times, An Luo, An Luo... The handwriting changed from childish square characters to random scribbles. Time passed by like that, and along with the uncontrollable time was your appearance that was slowly blurred by the memory.
An Luo, just today, I want to say goodbye to you completely!
I swore in my heart. I have asked myself countless times, why did you occupy most of my love fantasies in my limited green years? Why did you, a vague phantom, successfully take root in my heart? From now on, I want to uproot you, completely and without reservation. Since you won't come back, stop occupying my heart and let me fall in love with other boys.