Even the Clouds Fall Short

In her youth, she liked Luo for a long time, and he liked Sheng for a long time.

Years later...

"Luo, I want to say that I don't love you anymore, but I still like you. I miss you."

"Sheng'er, I miss you too. I love you. I like you."

"No... Luo, I've lost you."

"Same here."

The things that tried to redeem me trapped my youth. But a withered rose could never compare to a white camellia, and a mountain bird and a fish were never meant to travel the same path.

Theme: An unresolved ache