That Year the Fireworks Fell in the South

We always think that the summer when we are seventeen will be very long, long enough to hold a lifetime of tenderness. But reality gave them the most unexpected parting. They lost each other in the sound of the station whistle. For many years afterwards, Chen Lei worked hard in a foreign land, hiding his longing in every late night when he worked overtime; Lin Xiaojuan watched the fireworks in the town and made waiting a habit. Until the wind of fate blew them back to the same old street. This time, I don't want to miss it again, I don't want to regret it anymore, I just want to hold your hand and go from youth to adulthood.