In a daze, Qingcheng, who was dragging his luggage and preparing to bid farewell to college life, seemed to see Li Meng smirking at him. This was the fifth year since Li Meng left, but the past still lingered in his dreams...
Didn't he have a soft spot for me in the beginning? Am I not dismissive? How come in the end, he was the one who left as soon as he said so, and I was the one who died? Do you still remember that you said you would marry me? Do you remember that you said you would protect me for the rest of your life? I didn't believe it before, but you had to make me believe it. Now that I believe it, where are you? I have dreamed of countless scenes of us meeting again, but nothing can match your awkward smile when we look at each other. Everything in the past is like a drop of water falling into the endless deep sea and disappearing without a trace. Qingcheng desperately wanted to grab some memories and send them to Li Meng to ask him loudly why, but in the end he could do nothing, and could not do anything except falling into endless longing and regret alone...
Concept: the development history of a relationship, with a beginning and an end