Dear Mr. Tan: I will always remember the smell of your coat on stormy nights and the tenderness in your eyes. This time I gave it all, gambled for two years, left Fengtian, and headed south. Bet that I don't love you anymore, bet that I will become a man that you can truly rely on, and then we can get to know each other again. I can't remember the words you blurted out to tear out my heart, I only remember the way you loved me with all your heart. I can't write, but I need a place to talk.
Intention: A big bet for two years. I bet that I won't love you anymore, or you will come and take me home.