It Turned Out That It Was Too Late

"Letting go of your hand was the thing I regretted most in my life, but it was also the happiest thing in my life. I just hope you know that I love you." Wei Yaoran hugged Xia Han gently and patted her back, just like before, then turned and walked into the boarding gate without looking back, because he was afraid that Xia Han would see the tears falling down his face. The passage of just a few minutes feels like a lifetime, and it has completed the future between you and me, but did you hear the words "I love you"? Youth is like a book that cannot be closed when it is opened. Love is like sand in the hand, which cannot be grasped or held. When the beauty is gone, what remains unchanged is my promise to you.