Su Ho finally understood that all the resentment was due to deep love, not the grudge against her mother's drowning, but because her heart had been lost. Four years was neither long nor short, but it was enough to make the innocent little girl taste the bitter cup of love. The city she desperately wanted to break out of at the time was now as heart-breaking as a knife when she saw her again. Love, love, if you haven't experienced heartbreak, how can you call it love? If you haven't experienced hesitation, how can you be romantic?