There is scenery in front of the window, and there is a future in the pen. When you lower your head, you will see the sea of topics, and when you raise your head, you will see the future. I hold you in my left hand and hold the pen in my right hand. I will live up to my youth and live up to you.
Will you remember our story someday in the future? We walked the same road and blew the same wind. If there is a future, after I turn eighteen I want to go walking in the snow with you. Talking about the story of our youth and frivolity, there are you and me in the story.
A true adaptation, Jiang An is my own prototype.
Intention: No matter how it ends, let's take our time.