Will secret love come true? At one point, she had wished.
The afternoon sun in the bookstore was still shining on him. He Yan turned around and looked back, but the man was no longer beside him.
When time flows, time passes, and the fleeting years rush forward like water. The green promises and familiar backs are covered with dust and locked into the deep darkness, the box of memory.
Perhaps at some point the soul had the same amplitude.
Perhaps at a certain second, the once surging heartbeat stopped beating.
What I can't forget is your mottled silhouette under the sunset. At that moment, you belonged to me.
Concept: Love at the age of sixteen or seventeen is unconditional, most desperate and crazy.