"Hello, my name is Nie Qing" "Hello Nie Qing, my name is Ye Qing"
The names of the two people match each other quite well. There seems to be a kind of fate between them, and they share the pain of their youth.
The first small tree sprouted in the second spring, and a tenacious life burst out of the ground. Ye Qing did not regret knowing Nie Qing, and never did.
Intention: Regret
