In the early summer of that year, she fell in love with him at first sight and stalked him; he sneered at her and ignored her. Young and ignorant, it was just a temporary passion, she gave up, but he was deeply involved. Young love blossoms into a gorgeous flower. They love to the extreme but are weak and weatherproof. The two fall in love and kill each other. In the end, they are scarred. She disappears overnight and he continues to walk according to his original trajectory...
Time flies like water, and eight years have passed in an instant. The two meet again, he pretends not to know each other, and she pretends to be dumbfounded. She thought that the two of them would never meet again. He continued to walk according to his planned life, and she also avoided him like a snake or a scorpion. But I never thought that the red thread of fate has long been unclear. I can hide from my heart, but I can't hide from the arrangement of fate.