In this vulgar tale of truth and lies, lies and truth, I saw every version of myself. In memory of dear Miss Bai Ye. We part with mutual blessings, each finding happiness in our own way. When we think of each other, we know our hearts; when we part, we understand what we meant to one another. No need to speak or explain, it all remains vivid before my eyes. Just read it and move on; there's no need to take it seriously.
