That year, Jiang Shuo met Yan Yun when he was still in his prime.
They sat side by side on the rooftop,
"Jiang Shuo, do you know that there are no absolute good people and bad people in the world..."
"I know you are not a bad person."
Perhaps people will eventually be trapped by the things they can't get as young people for the rest of their lives.
In that tossing and turning night, at dawn after night, he ran downstairs to Yan Yun's house,
Or maybe fate plays tricks on people's hearts,
Under the dim street lights, in the strong wind and rain, the rain washed over her cheeks over and over again, erasing the last connection between her and the boy.
That day, Jiang Shuo watched with his own eyes the tree he had raised with his own hands falling down in front of him. He stood in the heavy rain soberly aware.
After that, Jiang Shuo planted orchids just to see her again.
Intention: growth