One night, "Song Jin, have we met somewhere?" Song Jin looked at her, "You said you liked me." Ruan Tang was psychedelic, "Then I don't mind helping you think about it." Song Jin pressed Ruan Tang on the sofa fiercely, raised her head with his right hand to look at him, and leaned close to her ear, "Remember?", Ruan Tang's head banged, and his eyes widened, "You are the one in the bar."
Everyone may have a gray memory, but love will not be absent.
May your future life be nothing to live up to, and may your future years be nothing to look back upon.