Yan Huan: Youth is just the extent of that good-looking boy's smile at me. Zhou Yi, you are my whole youth.
Lin Xuan: Yan Huan, how have you been lately? The postcard you sent me was blown away by the wind this summer. Where are you?
Zhou Yi: Yan Huan, you said that I am your entire youth, but you know, you are my entire life. You said that you want to give up. It doesn't matter. This time, I will wait for you. The wind is blowing, do you hear me? I miss you so much.
Shang Yao: Yan Huan, I am very lucky to have you in my youth.