Promise at the Age of Eighteen
by Stony Ground
About This Novel
My blue skirt was fluttering in the wind, and my heart melted with melancholy. After going to college, the color of the sky seems to have become bluer than before. Outside the dormitory window is a street full of ginkgo trees. In the morning, many golden leaves will fall on the balcony. At that time, I was eighteen years old, a girl who liked ginkgo trees, blue skirts, and often sat on the balcony reading novels. I often go to the supermarket outside with my companions to buy 950ml milk and beautiful plums in paper bags, and then eat ice cream while kicking yellow leaves through the streets at dusk. Because I was determined to be a casual person, I lived a life of doing nothing while studying, and my heart was often filled with inexplicable sadness.
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