Life is so small, with a gentle touch of fate's hand, thousands of rivers and mountains can change.
My dear, if we cannot be together in this life, I wish you well; if we can meet again in the next life, I only wish you well.
There is no AB drama in life, missed youth, missed people... If we meet again, will it still be the same as before?
Anyway, I should write it. Even if it is in other people's stories, tell your own uneasiness.
Because, I have had you throughout my youth, and only you witnessed those frivolous or ignorant years.
How can I not miss you, unless I can not miss my youth!