A Zhu's self-narrated memoirs: When we were seventeen years old, we were young and ignorant; later on, we went our separate ways and lived our own lives. Zhaohua: "Azhu, let's come and enjoy the Begonia flowers in the next spring!" She smiled sweetly, with smiling eyes that curved into two crescent moons. Abao: "Sister Azhu, you are different from other girls." Lu Yan: "Shut up! You idiot." Mu Xue: "I am Xiaoxue! Not Xiaohua." She said with a smile with tears in her eyes.