In Shili Ancient Town, the stone roads are covered with light velvet-like green moss, and there are many potholes. Looking up and seeing him, all the heads have been turned around after a few years. I always think about how precious it is to meet and fall in love with each other in this boundless world, but why is such a deep love so invincible to the hand of fate? Why did the oath that the streamer never let fade even a little bit be shattered? If we had to do it all over again, would we be able to realize that little wish? Holding hands and growing old together is not a dream.