I love you, maybe if you are a glass of poisonous wine, then I am willing to drink it with tears, and never wake up from then on, having a beautiful dream of only you and me; if you are the vast and boundless sea, then I am willing to be a small drop of water in the sea, and stay with you forever. Our love was once so ignorant and beautiful. I still remember that summer night, when the sky was filled with stars. You pointed to me the brightest star in the night sky and smiled and promised, I will be the bright moon guarding you in this life, and I will never leave you for the rest of my life. But are all promises unable to withstand the test of time? Why are the stars still there but not the moon, leaving only the stars and a person crying alone in the dark night? When we come back to the place where you and I first met, it's still the same season, the same place, and the same scene, but that person is not there...