Prologue, back to 1911

When Yuchen held the key and reached out to open the car door, a flash of blue light passed by. The car remained, but the person had already vanished without a trace

When she left, she had already taken away everything that had happened. Only this photo frame remains, seemingly still lingering with her aura, her scent, and her laughter.

Yuchen looked at the already tidy room and almost imperceptibly shook his head. This small dwelling contained too many stories of himself and his girlfriend. And that tall, beautiful, and innocent girl chose to leave, the reason for which Yuchen was well aware. After years of struggling in society, he had become superficial and insincere, frequently deceiving others, and at this age, he still had no solid career foundation. This ultimately led him to lose her forever. After years of struggling in society, he had become superficial and insincere, frequently deceiving others, and at this age, he still had no solid career foundation. This ultimately led him to lose her forever.

He closed the door and seemed to recall something, then pushed the door open again to take down a black-and-white photo of himself standing behind Sun Yat-sen, which had been modified with Photoshop and framed on the wall. He cherished it, rubbing it gently in his hands. He was an enthusiast of military history; how many times had his girlfriend wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, forbidding him from visiting military history forums? She had playfully altered the famous photo of Chiang Kai-shek standing behind Sun Yat-sen, replacing him with herself standing behind Sun Yat-sen.

I merely chose to leave you for a while to calm down, yet you chose to disappear from this world

That evening, the local television station reported the following news: "A young man in our city was struck by lightning during the day and immediately vanished from the scene. Relevant experts have begun an investigation into this phenomenon..." On the television screen, a photo of Yu Chen displayed a modest smile. In front of the television, a tall and beautiful girl was unable to hold back her tears as they fell uncontrollably.

This city no longer holds anything worth cherishing. Yuchen has found a job in another city; it is time to start anew in a different place. Life must always go on

If given another chance to start over, how willing would I be to spend no time on anything else, but simply to be with her, to watch her, and to think of her