The flowers have bloomed on the parasol tree.
They're rare, but beautiful.
It's not the flowers that are beautiful, but the person standing beneath the tree in full bloom.
That rainy season, the flowers didn't bloom and people weren't kind, but I met you.
This time, I'd rather we never met again.
“Yu Sheng, I'm glad to meet you!”
“I'm not glad.”
Theme: Some relationships cannot be mended
