Dui Bu Qi

In the bustling crowd, a touch of sadness
The hidden sorrow is so secretive
She quietly leaves, gently sighing
I love you too much
Letting go of the past is already meaningless
Ending in tears
Silently lying in bed
All that's left of her are memories
Love still has other options
Like an inevitable rain, always ready to fall

I miss the past small desk
Missing those diary entries written with a pen
Recording the most beautiful moments
Recording the first time I met you (Jay Chou)

If I met you, it's like a drama
I think I'm destined to play a role in this drama
In the end, slowly reminiscing alone
Without the past, I will forget the bitterness
If I met you, it's like a drama
I can make life so meaninglessly good
Maybe in the end, I can hear you say
Gently sighing, apologizing