Memories of Love Turn into Wounds

When youth is no longer young, we have all lost the beauty we once had! Three years ago, a group of teenagers and girls in their prime, with their original dreams, gathered in the youthful Famous High School. Compete for fame and fortune, fight for friends, fight for the future, work hard for love... However, love in youth is like a ball of bubbles. It looks infinitely beautiful, but in fact it is all empty. It cannot withstand any wind and rain, let alone be tested by sudden bad luck. He and I lost in this bubble-like love! Three years later, we met again at the station, and the past lingered. Looking back, I realized how much everything we had woven was like a dream. In fact, it was just a dream, but I took it seriously!