I always think back to the past every year. One minute and one second of time... A dawn, a night, a mystery of infinite tenderness, and a threat of infinitely vicious death. Been deeply loved and deeply loved. I was serious about despairing, I was also serious about surviving, and I was serious about loving. She made Qi Cheng understand: This life is not for him to learn to hate seriously, but for him to receive the love he deserves.