My memory is shallow, and I can only recall it vaguely in some casual situation.
In the backlit breeze, under the gardenias, she was dressed in white and looked back with a smile that brightened the entire season. Gu Nancy, who was passing by by chance, met Jiang Muqing, who was stranded in time.
Their meeting was the beginning of the story. She was just an innocent child.
... The ignorant years have led to grudges. She is not a childhood sweetheart, and he is not a best friend. Those memories overlap with the present, so vivid, as if none of them have ever left there. Jiang Muqing only wants to care about Nancy, live a hundred years without worries, and live in Chang'an for the rest of her life.
Without the light lingering in the dim place, could he still wait for her to look back?