Youth begins with a glimpse of the basketball court, but the fateful pull is quietly buried.
It was a fiery beginning, but the lingering shadow of first love in their hearts has quietly contaminated their budding love. When she later realized that she fell in love with him, she pushed him away with her own hands.
During the two years after they broke up, she asked for anything she wanted, but he was silent and tolerant. The secret watch in youth is the gaze on the flag-raising platform, the stop on the side of the basketball court, and the candy on the desk.
A smiling photo and a bottle of Nile Garden perfume put an end to a summer and a period of youth.
There is only one unfinished dream left: "I wish you good luck" and the agreement about the National People's Congress.
Seven years later, the fragrance of the Nile Garden fills the air again.
The echo of fate is long and unexpected.
Time washes away the memories, leaving unquenched sparks and understanding.
Maturity replaces ignorance.
That road of love that begins on the basketball court, where does it end?
Intention: Reunion is the second gift of fate.