Youth is like clear water. No matter you carefully hold it up to appreciate it or ignore it, it will eventually pass and rush away, day and night.
Wen Yiwei was lucky but pitiful. She met the right person at the wrong time, and her time passed quietly like this. This is sad.
At the age of sixteen, she entered the door of a key high school. Everything was so fresh. Her closed heart was opened by the joyful atmosphere. The deep care and friendship from the surroundings weakened her painful memories. In this group, she felt the love she had never experienced before for the first time. She gradually changed and became cheerful and optimistic. No one seemed to have thought about this perfect sudden change that her pain would come quietly.
When Wen Yiwei met Zhao Moran for the first time, he said hello like an ordinary girl, and then passed him by.
What we passed each other by that time was five years of obsession, concern and longing.
When she passed by him that time, she saw the different Zhao Moran, so indifferent.
Time will tell and will bring the truth. Wen Yiwei slowly got to know Zhao Moran, his warmth, humor and gentleness. She quietly placed Zhao Moran in the deepest part of her heart
She had ridiculed herself when she was covered in bruises. It turns out that her love is so humble and vulnerable.
She is a traveler of time, taking the one-way car of youth and rushing to her destination. When she looks back, she realizes that what she wants to go to is not a certain street, but that time, that time that cannot be returned.