Shen Xuguang remembered the image of 19-year-old Shen Su leading him through the ancient alleys of Wuzhen. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, as clean as an angel who had fallen into the mortal world. He remembered the way she carefully tried to please him when she was twenty years old, holding her medical school acceptance letter. He remembered the look on her face when she blushed and whispered that she liked him when she was twenty-two years old. If you don't have time to participate in your past life, then give me the rest of your life.