I am over thirty, I am still single in Shanghai, and I miss the taste of apricot peel tea in my memory. It is not only the taste of my hometown in Ningcheng, sour, astringent and sweet, but also like the youth entangled with you. I wonder if you still remember me. I went to the provincial capital to inquire about my relatives and friends but never saw you coming back... I seemed to have fallen into a huge whirlpool... Sinking deeper and deeper into your memory.
Concept: youth love