Love After Rain

I once naively thought that our pure love could withstand any test. As long as we don't let go and keep loving each other, our love tree will definitely be cultivated into fruition. But we have all ignored a term called "going out of campus", which divides us on both sides of the river like a big river. We moved in the direction of the flow of the river, foolishly thinking that we would find a bridge that would allow us to cross the river. But what caught us off guard was that the river flowed to a fork in the road, and before we had time to figure out what to do, we were separated by the flood from above. In order to see each other, we had no choice but to work hard to find the next meeting point. We kept looking and looking like this. After many reincarnations, we finally found each other in the sea. But it is a pity that on the way of each of us looking for each other, we already have our own friends, colleagues, and lovers. They can no longer blend into each other's world...