
Nostalgic Candy
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The sunset during my sophomore year of high school always smelled like orange. When Liu Zhixia woke up in the infirmary for the first time, she was holding a warm ginger tea cup in her hand. The pink on the tip of Chen Nian's ears was more dazzling than the sunset - he had just admitted that he had carried her here on his back, and he had secretly stuffed the warm baby on the bedside. In the days that followed, there were always notes quietly handed to her through the back window of the classroom, warm water prepared at the finish line of the sports meeting, and even Liu Zhixia's casual mention of "the orange candies are delicious" would appear in her desk drawer the next day. Chen Nian never said unnecessary words. When Liu Zhixia raised his head, he gently moved his gaze to the sycamore tree outside the window, as if he was hiding countless unspoken thoughts. On the day of graduation, Liu Zhixia received an envelope from Chen Nian. Inside was a sketch of a sunset medical office, with only one line on the back: "The orange-scented wind is always there."
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