"He Xiaonian, you are not the kind of person who bows to fate." He Xiaonian swore to himself the night he left the city.
"He Xiaonian, I order you in the name of a friend to never lose to reality," Rita shouted to this man she had known for more than ten years but still didn't understand.
On the night they left, neither of them noticed the silent tears left by the other, and neither of them had the courage to test each other, but he believed that she would wait for him, because he liked her more than he had ever liked before.