"But you have forgotten that the acacia tree does not belong to you, and many things that do not belong to you will eventually leave. It is only a matter of time."
"What about you? Are you leaving too?"
The silence on the side did not give a clear answer, but seemed to tell the result.
Cheng Luoyi stubbornly stuck in her memories, unwilling to think of that fact. She could only accept the comfort from others with a smile, but the final decision remained unchanged...
Mu Yi stayed in his south, and the life he started later distracted him, but the answer in his heart was still vague.
Yao Yucheng stayed with Cheng Luoyi, and the swaying wind chimes outside the window told them the past...
If we go back in time, can some things change? Will Meng Dong live a better life? Can Junhong come back?
The stumblings along the way have involved the hands and feet of too many people. They are loyal to their dreams and trapped in reality. They lose and meet at the same time, with gains and losses, and mixed regrets. The beauty of the old days may be difficult to recreate...
As soon as Cheng Luo walked to the window, he looked at the sunset in the distance and murmured: "Come on, do you still like the sunset? The wind chimes you sent are still ringing, will you miss me? My roses will not bloom. I can't send you eternal flowers. I'm sorry." His wet eyes were full of longing.
A later dawn was still romantic, but the sunset was no longer something to look forward to.
Intention: Loss and possession, regret and happiness complement each other, face it with the right attitude, and grow well.
