It wasn't two days, it wasn't two weeks, it wasn't two months, it was two years from spring to autumn. Maybe it was only two years for Lu Chenshen, but for Song Tian, it was two years that she couldn't let go of.
"A Shen, I said, if you do this again next time, you won't be able to find me."
"Ah Shen, I've become a lot more sensible in the past two years I've been with you."
"Ah Shen, I have never blamed you."
"Ah Shen, I don't want things to change. I want you to live a good life every day."
"Ah Shen..."
"Ah Shen is no longer my Ah Shen."
Intention: I will try to reconcile with myself and try to let go