Wang Lin left with Zhou Ru and left behind the complicated relationship with Liu Mei. He buried the memories of the past deep in his heart, never wanting to touch them again.
In the end, Mu Bingmei still didn't look at Wang Ping. Wang Lin didn't want to guess what she was thinking, and he decided not to. As she turned around and left, it was as if a sky was separating them into two worlds. As the formation opened, the distance between the two worlds seemed to grow even further, so far that not even a dream could bridge it.
If the furthest distance in the world isn't life and death but forgetting, then the distance between Wang Lin and Mu Bingmei seemed to have shortened. What was even farther was being unable to forget…
He wanted to forget, but he couldn't. He wanted to find, but there was no way. All that was left was the time when flowers bloomed and withered, the eternity of darkness and dawn flowing silently, alternating between the two.