"Three years of knowing each other, three years by each other's side, four years apart. I thought that as long as time kept moving, I could stop missing you, stop hoping. It's been four years. I'm ready to let go of my pride, my stubbornness, my obstinacy. The only thing I can't let go of is you! In the stillness of the night, longing is poison. Where can my heart go? My soul wanders through dreams. Yi An, I'm right here, thinking of you. Where are you?" After finishing the recording, Chen Cheng took off her headphones and let out a deep breath. Her chest felt so heavy she could barely breathe. These inner-monologue scenes were truly exhausting. After taking a moment to compose herself, she looked up and turned around. That figure gradually blurred from view...
