We met in spring and parted in winter. We were in love in our youth. At the age when love first blossomed, we witnessed each other's youthfulness, but it always seemed to be filled with regrets. That kind of timid yet grand heartbeat, Zhou Yan has never forgotten it for many years. So many years later, when we met again, the youth had lost all its youthfulness, and now he had the confidence to tell her that I am here, so you don't have to be sad.
Intention: Destined