If there are what-ifs in my memories, I will definitely live up to you.
The good times left in youth actually disappeared three years ago. When we were young, we felt that time passed very slowly, and we wished that our hair would be gray soon, holding hands, walking tremblingly on the country road, watching the sunset together, holding hands like this all the time.
But after all, it was still a dream. On that day three years ago, it was shattered to pieces.