We've known each other for a month. "Zhou Han, I'm here to propose to you. Marry me."
"I refuse"
We've known each other for a year. "Zhou Han, I propose to you again. If you don't want to marry me this time, I will... Uh uh\"
"Yes, I do\"
I thought love would come by chance, but I found that there are some pasts that I can't get rid of, whether it's her or him.
Those memories that we can't ignore or forget, the self hiding behind the false mask, each one becomes a knot that we can't untie and don't want to untie.
There are thousands of knots in the heart, but who will finally untie these knots? Is it time or us?