Fifteen years old, under the sun, with light dancing in the corners of his eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said to her: "Hello, I am Su Mu."
Fifteen years old, she smiled delicately, curled up and smiled lightly, and said to her: "Hello, I am Qin Zhen."
At the age of eighteen, under the mistletoe, she turned around and said goodbye, "I'm sorry, I have to leave you, because I love you so much."
At the age of eighteen, he looked at her leaving shadow under the mistletoe, turned around and left without any hope.
At the age of twenty-two, next to Platycodon flowers, they met again...