The first time she saw him, she cried because of his name. Song is cold and song is warm, classmates laughed and said, "Sending cold and giving warmth." She was in her senior year of high school that year. In the green years, we were ignorant and ignorant. Even if we lived under the same roof, we were still enemies. After graduation, he kissed her and said you must not forget me, the person you have to wait for should be me. She didn't wait for him. In nine years, no one can afford to wait for anyone. There is no right or wrong age to marry, as long as you have the right person. What is afraid of time is that meeting each other is not by chance, it has already been a hundred years. The meeting after many years was as light as running water but evoked memories. No one is afraid of ruining the other's beautiful life. After nine years of bad times, are you still afraid of the tenth year? Will there be a tenth year?