Can one truly forget him?
When you see a familiar silhouette and no longer feel sad, smell the same scent and no longer lose yourself, hear the same name and no longer struggle?
Walking down the airport corridor, echoing in the ears was this kind of song.
Han Yi's heart is lost, always lost.
She has finally returned.
Returned to the city she once loved, hurt, and suffered.
Familiar streets, familiar scents, what echoes in her heart is still that familiar figure.
No, let him go!
Not clear, not understood, and not wanting to figure it out.
She walked out in a daze.
The sunlight outside was brilliant, standing at the airport exit, she suddenly felt like a lost child finally returning home.
Hailed a taxi.
Heading to her home…
Actually, over the years, there have been quite significant changes, the roads have widened, skyscrapers have increased.
Many familiar street landscapes are gone.
She leaned out the car window and watched for a long time.
