If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? Early summer, long time no see. My name is Liu Fei. That summer, I met her. Her name was Xia Chu. We met, got to know each other, fell in love, and then parted ways again. Xia Chu, why did you leave me? Is it because of him? The man holding your hand? Then why did you commit suicide again? I have read the final letter you left me, and you are still you. Why do you want to die to solve the problem? I have too many questions. Please get up and answer me. Xia Chu, do you have any unspeakable secrets? What is the truth? Please answer me, okay? Honey! I miss you!