When I met Xiao Tang again, I didn't know that he was coming back to find me, so it was a bit surprising.
That afternoon, I heard countless years whistling past my ears on the wind, arguing about missing me.
Miss you.
What am I missing.
Xiao Tang is obviously back to look for his first love, but who am I?
The most familiar stranger in the vast sea of people?
Or...
Intention: If you love, please grab the person in front of you.