2005, Chengdu, midsummer.
2015, Melbourne, midsummer.
We have known each other for ten years, but we have been separated for several years.
Do you remember the person you loved deeply when you were young?
Your first green throbbing, your first unfamiliar joy, your first risking your life through fire and water.
Ten thousand people have ten thousand kinds of first love,
Ten thousand people have ten thousand stories about love,
Ten thousand people have ten thousand ways of saying goodbye.
At this moment,
Let me tell you what I have to say...