I still remember that in the early spring of that year, the sun was very warm, and I looked at your smiling face. ——Mi Mo
I still remember that winter, when the snowflakes were flying, I was leaning on your shoulder. ——Jian Moer
I still remember that in late autumn, when the leaves were falling, I wiped your tears. ——Xu Ruo
I still remember that in the middle of summer that year, it was raining heavily, and I was holding your umbrella. ——You Xi
But one of us still missed one, and one misunderstood the other. After all, we are still scattered in this feast called youth. If time is just like the first time we met; if life is just like the first time we met...
