At the age of fifteen, she met him.
At twenty-four, she got him back.
At the age of fifteen, she wrote in a book the words:
Twenty-four years old, she said long time no see.
At the age of twenty-four, he met her.
At the age of thirty-three, he found her.
At twenty-four, he was content with her sleeping peacefully.
At the age of thirty-three, he finally held her hand.
He was once her white robe, her teacher, and the weight of her life, but he could not fulfill her wish.
She had walked through his brightest season and his most struggling abyss, but he missed her most prosperous time.
The clouds gather together at dusk, the distance of nine years, the encounter of nine years, and how many times can I give you nine years of nine years?