We met in winter and became colder in summer.
Many years later, Song Zhi returned to Yicheng. It's a bit sad to revisit an old place.
The ten years between her and Zhou Huaisheng had been gradually diluted by time, and even the unwillingness they had had completely disappeared in the wind. When they were young, they did fall in love, but they were equally stubborn, as if those who never look back are the bravest.
But she still remembered that winter, when the tall and thin boy looked back slightly. That kind of look, deep and a little indifferent, just broke into her heart.
What followed was a quiet secret love in the girl's youth, until there was an echo. We were so in love, so well matched, that we were so hasty when we separated.
Each separates and meets each other at the top.
"Mr. Zhou, what is the meaning of the name of this painting?" The reporter asked curiously.
The man was stunned, a pair of stubborn eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he smiled, "Because of my first love."
The audience suddenly burst into cheers.
On the other side of the phone, Song Zhi had already burst into tears.
When people are young, they always act impulsively, but never consider the consequences. Song Zhi thought that she might have regretted it, but she didn't want to make the same mistake again.
Maybe I loved you is the best answer in so many years.
Concept: young Bai Yueguang
