That winter day that was not warm, I met her for the first time
Hong Kong in 1997 was unfamiliar, she was the only color
At that time, the distance between us was only ten centimeters
But I know we are obviously separated by 1997
The temperature of your fingertips is also good, and the scent of perfume on your hair is also good.
Please let me remember
If there is an if, we don't want another 1997
Concept: A story that travels through time and space