Qing Yan met Shen Shiyi that autumn, and when that young man looked back, the whole world was eclipsed.
They met in autumn and fell in love.
Don't leave in autumn.
Qingyan: Poetry, I have never thought about breaking up. How can we be good together and not separate?
Shen Shiyi: Ayan, I'm sorry, I can't help it, I can't accept it
Qing Yan: Shen Shiyi, you liar, bastard
seven years later
Shen Shiyi hugged Qingyan and said in his ear, "Ayan, I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard, why don't we stop being angry? How about we make peace? If you don't know how, I'll kiss you."
Concept: The autumn season is gentle and delicate