She was thirteen or fourteen years old, which was the age when she first started to fall in love. She was usually optimistic, cheerful and nervous, but she secretly fell in love with him, who was sunny, handsome and loved to sing, and for a while she couldn't help herself. As time went by, she got deeper and deeper, and she teased him and teased him. When she thought they were finally getting closer, the other one said, "He likes me but doesn't like you, so he's not as good to me as he is to you." This was the greatest empty joy he gave her in his most beautiful years. Finally, after graduating from junior high school, she thought she would never see him again. High school, college, and the pain of the seven-year itch unfolded between them...