"... You've never cried before." "Because it's never hurt this much."
"No need." Lingzhi put the umbrella into her hand, "I'll get wet in the rain this time."
"You look for reason in me, and I look for freedom in you."
"Let our love pass by like the wind."
Under the sycamore tree, the love and hate of the past passed by like the wind. They smiled at each other and found the best destination for love in the adjacent pages of the professional yearbook - no longer obsessed with possessions, but always appreciating the traces left by each other in the world.
Sang Mu... Have you really let go?
Lingzhi×Sangmu
Intention: Under the sycamore tree, the love and hate of the past pass by like the wind
