For many years, Yu Zhu kept walking in circles, getting rained over and over again, until he met Shen Yuxing again. Under the ruins, it was raining heavily.
The two figures turned around, and the moment their eyes collided, they finally saw the rainbow in each other's eyes.
During the heavy rain seven years ago, you were under the eaves and I passed by your world holding an umbrella.
Even though our boat was wandering in the past time, it was silent.
Fortunately, as time goes by, we are still holding on to each other with thousands of melancholy, and almost look at each other across the river.
Wrong frequency is not the swan song of our destiny. In the end, when I think back, the memory is frosted.
Intention: Don't be timid about saying goodbye