That day, when I was most confused, an English song was played over and over again in the game room. It was very nice, although I didn't understand a word of it. I heard that melody on the radio a few years later and recognized it immediately. That song, which is ten years older than me, is called "It Never Rains in Southern California," sung by Albert Hammond. The song goes, "They say it never rains in Southern California, but baby, no one told you, when it does rain, it pours." Excuse me, does it really never rain in Southern California? Yue Yang, can you tell me? Maybe, love is meant to disappoint people, one way or another. The most beautiful and poignant thing about love is that after endless disappointments, people still can't let go of hope.