"You said if I met you earlier, would the person standing next to you be me?"
Cheng Yi had asked this question in her mind many times. She desperately wanted to know the answer, but she was also afraid of knowing the answer.
"No if"
Before the age of eighteen, Cheng Yi was a passionate woman. She would have so-called "likes" with many good-looking boys and have several vigorous relationships.
After turning eighteen, Cheng Yi met He Xiaoyao. From then on, victory was both gratifying and defeat was gratifying.
How long can the young love last? Time will dilute everything.
Intention: If you can't catch it, let it be blown away by the spring breeze.