In Qiao City, on an early autumn evening, Qi Jia, a seventeen-year-old boy, said a silent farewell to another boy. The Qi family didn't know when they could see each other again, and they didn't know if Fang Zhaohui would still be the same as before when they saw each other again; but he was certain that if they saw each other again, he would be different.
Three years is enough time to miss a lifetime, and luckily we meet again.
Intention: If you love someone, every move he makes is a gift