That year I met him, Shao Junfan, the boy who made me know the bitter taste of youth.
On that day of that year, I wanted to cry for the first time and I met you as soon as I looked up. Xue Yuheng, you said "I will accompany you", but in the end you left without saying goodbye.
Then that year we met again, but did things change?
The bitter melancholy that belongs to youth, in your arms, turn back to the diary recording youth and let the memory flow back.