The first time I met Xiao Yan, he was an out-and-out bastard who fought with Mo Yiwen for a seat.
Later they can eat barbecue, drink wine, lie on the snow and watch the stars.
It seemed that God was jealous of Mo Yiwen's happiness, and all the changes happened in an instant, blasting the young man's heart into pieces.
Ten years is long enough for fire to burn the horizon, long enough for blood to spread silently, long enough for weeds to grow wildly and hair to fall out, long enough for me to forget you and never see you again.
But time passes slowly, the tombstone moves backward and the wind moves forward.
"Mo Yiwen, long time no see"
Intention: To admonish those who come, and to pursue those who come