At the birthday party, Gu Yan came back with his Bai Yueguang.
>He took off the necklace I had worn for five years in public: "This is Weiwei's thing."
>I smiled and swallowed the sweetness in my throat: "I have signed the divorce agreement."
>Later he knelt in front of my hospital bed and begged me not to forget him.
>But I only remember the boy who folded paper cranes for me under the cherry blossom tree when I was sixteen.
>"Mr. Gu?" I blinked blankly, "Do we know each other?"
Purpose: I remember the boy who made origami cranes for me under the cherry blossom tree when I was sixteen.