The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn.
He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent brocade books?
When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
It's just a frown, but it's in my heart.
"If you were still here, if I turned around and saw you
…"
On my 24th birthday, I cried while listening to Piggy's singing.
If Zuo Linye hadn't come back to find me, if I hadn't agreed to meet him in the cafe, if you hadn't seen that text message, if I had held your hand in time, if there hadn't been that evening...
Can we be good and go all the way?
Unfortunately, there is no if in life. After all, we passed each other.
"How long you will be sad depends on when you can let go."
Luo Zixiao, allow me to miss you for the last time, and then bury our past together with the memories in the setting sun of that evening.