Ten years later is not like what Eason Chan sang in the song, I still can't forget it. I can't explain the love and hate, but more probably the unwillingness.
Countless sleepless nights, countless scenes of encountering you, countless different opening remarks.
The only thing I never thought about was that the moment I saw you again, it was so quiet, just like calling and turning around, just like many old classmates I haven't seen for a long time. I am worldly and worldly, but you smile indifferently.
Suddenly it became clear that letting go had nothing to do with anything else.
Thirty-year-old people only have late night streets and quiet parking lots to themselves.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
