This is a true love story!
Do you still remember the notes and letters we wrote when we were young?
You said that when we grow up, we will get married,
You said these notes are our testimony,
It can be done on and off for four years, and after several breaks and combinations,
We still forget each other in the world,
Those scraps of paper that could be piled up into a mountain over the years,
They also became thorns,
Into each other's hearts.
It is said that love at the age of sixteen or seventeen is for memories.
It seems that can only be the case.