Feng Bailu knew that he was destined to be lonely and helpless, that he could not fall in love with anyone, and that no one could stay with him forever. In that long life, instead of heartbreakingly forgetting, it is better not to fall in love in the first place.
On a sunny afternoon, he was sitting under a lush grape trellis. The man slowly walked up to him, with a large swath of sunshine behind him. His tone was as gentle as before, "Give me a name, and I will come to you in good faith next time."
Feng Bailu looked up at him and suddenly realized that tears were already streaming down his face.