That year, he was fifteen years old and she was twelve years old when they first met. No one expected that after a chance encounter, there would be so many coincidences, grievances and hatreds. When they met six years later, he destroyed her ignorant first love, but made her understand what love is; he gave her the most profound sweetness, but when she thought she was the happiest girl in the world, he gave her unforgettable pain. Her departure failed to end the entanglement between them after all... Time passed, and the years grew old. When they return to their hometown, what kind of tomorrow will they have?
That year, she was eighteen years old. Like all girls of the same age, she longed for a beautiful love, so she met him, who was also eighteen years old. The ignorance of youth, the throbbing of youth, such beautiful years of youth, is it love or companionship?
"I thought I could live without you"
"I thought I couldn't lose you"
...
Loved, missed, remembered, forgotten.