It was another lonely night. Chen Zhishan looked at these old scenes, and memories came rushing back unexpectedly... The laughter and play with Lin Nan, and the acquaintance and companionship with Cheng Ming seemed like yesterday, but these memory fragments were just lingering in Zhishan's memory - those days when resentment and love were intertwined. Is time willing to filter out the impurities of youth, and is fate willing to pull back the curtain of fate? Since when did we start to feel sad for everything that is out of reach? Unknowingly, we lost our true selves and forgot about true love. Maybe you should first become a better version of yourself and meet someone who is more suitable for you, or maybe just by looking back carelessly, that person is just there in the dim light.