Time is like a song, and time is hidden in everyone's heart. When we were young and frivolous, we all had our hearts fluttered. Maybe it was a look back and a smile. Meng Yishu and Yi Sihao finally became Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies. If they miss each other loudly, they may have been deafening to each other, so they hide it deep in their hearts and no one wants to mention it. Fate in this world is so accidental. How many feelings are just in a thought, who can say clearly? It's best to meet him. Yi Sihao: "The summer wind blows gently, thank you for remembering me." Meng Yishu: "The beginning of the story is that the taste of summer and your heart moved you, and the end of the story is the desolate autumn and the loss of you."
"I really hope we stay together."
Intention: Even if we meet, everything will be unpredictable