She loved him, and for him, she came to Beijing alone, only to discover that he already had a lovely companion by his side; someone had deeply loved her, but she just couldn't bring herself to fully commit. Is love really something where you can only choose one path between loving and being loved? She used to think so. But everything changed when she saw the familiar picture on the Red Cross promotional booklet, and when she learned about the spot that had appeared in his pupil... Some people are destined to be remembered, while others are fated encounters. ——I quite envy you, being able to grow up with her... ——And I envy you, for being able to accompany her through the days to come.