Time Will Remember for Us

The encounter in childhood, the parting in youth, and the reunion seven years later, even if our eyes meet and we cannot recognize each other, you are deeply engraved in my mind, just as warm and fresh as when we first met. I struggled in the darkness and almost sank; I was silent in loneliness, only looking forward to death; it was not until I crossed my hands with you that I discovered that the return I had been looking for was just you writing, and I holding your hand, writing our story in our years. We remember this story, and so does time. Concept: Nuannuan's story