The fourth year after Xia Zhe left, I met Jiang Qinghui. Every move Jiang Qinghui makes looks like my former lover. Xia Zhe, after you left, I began to look for your shadow all over the world. Until I saw him, but he was not you after all. The childishness of childhood has faded away, but now there are concerns about the future. All of this seems to be destined. Since this is destiny, let's go on like this.
Intention: love