"Jiang Ting, do you love me? I love you, very much."
The handwriting on the critical illness notice was cold and mechanical, but these words penetrated the back of the paper and created a storm in his heart.
When I was young and didn't know much, I just thought that he had amazed me throughout my youth.
Intention: We are not as young as before, and it is not up to you and me to gather and disperse.