My acting skills are really good, even though my heart hurts to the point of suffocation, I still smile; I feel so wronged, but I still pretend to be stubborn; I feel so fragile, but I still pretend to be strong. I am used to being considerate of others, but I forget that I am also wounded...
He is my lingering wound... When he appears in front of me again eight years later, can he heal my heartache?
Intention: Youth, first love, helplessness in parting, and a promise to stay together for a lifetime.