This is a story about Xiaoyun and I. We met in the first year of high school. At that time, she was someone else's girlfriend. Like all campus lovers, we took classes together, ate together, held hands secretly in the corridor, made promises about the future on notes, and lay on the playground in the playground. Together we looked at the clouds lingering on the teaching building in the west. In the sunset, it was a wisp of pink clouds, exuding a charming sweetness. After a careful sniff, it turned out to be Xiaoyun next to me...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
