Eight years...
Xia Qing'an: In eight years, I gave you my youth, but what you left me was a sentence that made me despair...
Lan Jinghao: For eight years, I can't let go of my feelings for you, but I have to separate from you. I don't want you to see me leaving...
Eight years, youth has been exhausted, if I look back now, will you still be there waiting for me?