We... more like redeeming each other.
If Yi Yao's childhood sweetheart Qi Ming's life is white, even the clothes he wears are white.
And Yi Yao is black.
Then I am colorful, and I bring these colors to tell Yi Yao to fight back.
My colors are powerful.
Qi Ming's white and Yi Yao's black are intertwined, and they can only be gray.
But in my world, there is always a color that can help Yi Yao wash away the black haze.
My sister can't come back.
But Yi Yao, she is still there.
Although she looks like she has lost her memory, I know she is still who she is.
This is not going to change.
She has become amazing. Tough. Defeated Tang Xiaomi and gave her some color to see.
Also left Qi Ming.
... As if she had grown up a lot in that year. She probably coexisted peacefully with her sad river.
Wow, how can I be as happy as an old father...
In that case.
I can no longer continue to be stagnant. I can no longer shrink into a cocoon to regurgitate myself with the grief of the past.
I have to try, step over the sadness, walk hand in hand, and walk in the sun.
Even though - sadness has flowed upstream into a river.
