The wind at that time was still gentle,
The brown pupils at that time were still deep,
The wind blew the bangs on Liang Yiyi's forehead,
The brown pupils reflected Liang Yiyi's faint smile,
After the wind passes, all that remains are the warm memories, which then disappear with the wind.
We often don't know how to cherish what we have got, and we don't realize it until we lose it.
It turns out that the person who loves me deeply is just a fingertip away from me.
It's just that the distance turns into a ravine as time goes by~
We all don't understand love~
Love... So...