Su Bai and Mo Xiaomi have been saying goodbye to time. Say goodbye to each of your selves. Those touches are sweet and hurtful. Those left behind that are lost and missed. Those who missed it regretted it. Those who are warm and lucky are reluctant to give up. So many so many. One by one, they became entangled and intertwined, and just like that, they all became people with stories, but they no longer wanted to predict the future.
Have you ever fallen in love with someone at a certain moment? Are you holding hands? Still, he has been lost. Are you still alone after many years? Do you feel lonely when you are alone at night? Or, you have reached the other side of happiness and appreciate the long flow of life! Have you ever longed to have a Doraemon pocket? Take a time machine to go back to those days that have quietly gone away, and look at the people at that time and the bright and splendid self at that time. Or, you have forgotten everyone. Who has forgotten you, who have you forgotten, or we have forgotten ourselves.
"If love is the dragonfly that is lightly perched on the lake, then the ripples are the youthful feelings that are constantly cut and confused." - Is the central idea of this novel.
Hope my folks will like it!