Sometimes, who you meet is destined.
Fan Hong often thinks this way and then smiles.
He was glad that he met them, and them.
Crying or laughing, quarreling or being friendly, loving or not loving, they are all devoted to each other wholeheartedly.
Is it because you are young enough, willful enough, but sincere enough?
From eighteen years old to twenty-eight years old, fast horses and light carriages passed by like the wind. All the memories on the road, at this moment when I squinted my eyes and recalled them, were actually vivid in my mind.
It was as if he had never been deeply in love, and in love, he was always happy.
That's enough.