When we first met when we were young, we didn't know what they were. When we meet again, should we follow fate's arrangement, or should we boldly move forward and give it a try?
Will life really go as planned and everything go smoothly? When the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole in your heart pass by you, what do you care about? In the end, you are just happy! What you missed will eventually become history. Will what you like now be the one you like?