I remember Li Yelan in my memory. He was an out-and-out romantic—he stubbornly wanted to be a painter and vowed not to succumb to the cruelty of this world. But after the disaster later, we separated. Even so, when we mature, we will often chat on the swings in the same park, and then leave with the carefreeness of adults. But one day, I found a male star who actually looked like him. Everyone is telling me that Li Yelan is dead. The star is not him, and what I saw is not him. I was diagnosed with encephalitis by the doctor. Is it just imagination or is he really always by my side?
Intention: Love will make us live like the person in our heart.