"Ten years, 3,650 nights… In those 3,650 nights, he has been my guardian angel, looking after me without me knowing.
"We both laugh while looking at the sky. We talked and talked until we both were crying…"
As the song continued, Song Qingchun looked at the glittering lights of many coolers and continued softly. "He's not my first but will be my last. Meeting him is the best thing that has ever happened to me."
"It seems that we've both been loved by someone before. Those dreams that were perfect to the point of not needing to be remedied…"
Without rehearsing, Su Zhinian picked up the moment Song Qingchun put her microphone down. "I was lucky; my years of searching were not in vain. Ten years later, I finally found her again in school."
"The many similar kinds of tenderness, there are also different kinds of sadness…"
